Текст песни Now That`s What I Call Music! - What I Got
Now That`s What I Call Music! - What I Got слова песни
Early in the morning, risin` to the street
Light me up that cigarette, and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money`s all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
And I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot
Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over, or you might get shot
Never start no static, I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with my bullet proof vest
Take a small example, take a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all your money, give it up to charity
Lovin`s what I got, it`s within my reach
And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you`re going to get what you deserve
Try and test that, you`re bound to get served
Love`s what I got, don`t start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin` is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin` is what I got - now remember that
Lovin` is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin` is what I got...
I don`t cry when my dog runs away
I don`t get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don`t get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin` and fightin`, it`s all the same
Livin` with Louie`s dog`s the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin`, let the lovin` come back to me
Lovin` is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin` is what I got - now remember that
Lovin` is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin` is what I got, I got, I got...