Текст песни Billy Rankin - Babys Got a Gun
Billy Rankin - Babys Got a Gun слова песни
Everybody knows em on the streets , theyve seen themCaughing up another piece of meatI tell you my myBabys got a gunWhy you always runnin? from the _____________________Come along and have yourself a lookI tell you my myBabys got a gunMight just sayShootin? emotionI showed her everythingShootin? emotionI see her everydayShootin? emotionBabys got a gun___________________prayin? to the lord on sundaysAint a little angel anymoreI tell you my myBabys got a gunI even tried to reason with a need for actionTurned around and pointed it at meI tell you my myBabys got a gunI still sayShootin? emotionI showed her everythingShootin? emotionI see her everydayBabys got a gunLittle bo peeps gone off the deep endSweet sixteens gone away for the weekendShootin emotionI showed her everythingShootin emotionI see her everydayBabys got a gunBabys got a gunBabys got a gunBabys got a gunBabys got a gunYa babys got a gunOooh babys got a gun, ya(written by: billy rankin)