Текст песни Sum41 - Its What Were All About
Sum41 - Its What Were All About слова песни
Never the less am I dressed for the occasion, it`s number 32 now here`s the situation.If the beat moves your feet then don`t change the station.Pack you bags cuz we`re leavin on a permanent vacation.Well, I`m a disaster, a micro phone master.Put on the tape and rock the ghetto blaster.It`s not about spendin money at hotels and resortsIt`s about sweatin on the bitches in the biker shorts.I`m Hot Choclate and you see me runnin lateCuz I`m always makin time to make your girly feel great.And I`m Bizzy D from way down townI know how to rock a mic like the king and his crown.When I`m on top I`m gonna ball back booty hustlin deals like Mickey Moncotie. When I wake up I like a pound of beacon, start off the day with my arteries shakin.Rock, it`s what we`re all about, it`s what we live for come on shout it out(x4)See me in 3d I`m comin line-in direct with a dialect most men in science can`t disect.Thoughts interwoven and letters interlockedsellout fiend to blow off steam and get my cream.Sum 41 gettin wild, I get frantic.Every time we spin it the world panics.I may have lost my mind but I ain`t flew the coopSum 41 just ain`t about a loop.Ring aling ding dong tick tock shit, it`s all about that, and maybe all about rock.