Текст песни U-God - Room Keep Spinning

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[U-God] At night I can’t sleep, I toss and turn Cheeba in my pipe, watch the burn Thinking bout my girl, she’s my sweetheart Today she’s acting like a functioning retard She took my car, brung it back in three parts Late night call, to come to the ER Friday night, she out with her friends Her and them bitches done crashed the Benz Man, I told the bitch about an SAI Stupid And Intoxicated, while she high I been told her, not to drink and drive Now the judge slammed the hammer and she might do time [Chorus: U-God] Yo, she’s all about the party (Friday night) Yo, she’s all about the party (Friday night) All she wanna do is party (Gettin’ high) All she wanna do is party (Gettin’ high) But the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Down, down, down, down, down it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Down, down, down, down, down it goes) [U-God] I took a purple rock candy, at the dub step festival Yo, I’m signing autographs, started feeling like a vegetable Here come the sexual, sensual, sorta intellectual Touching on my testicle, the music up a decibel At night, she’s a freak, by day, she’s a principal I’m sipping on Ciroc, I’m feeling type invincible We sitting in the trailer, her head game exceptional Up and down on the pipe, her porn star professional Hold up, is this real? Everything is questionable Let’s take it down a notch, smoke this medicinal [Chorus: U-God] Now it’s all about the party (Living life) Now it’s all about the party (Living life) All I wanna do is party (Gettin’ high) All I wanna do is party (Gettin’ high) But the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Down, down, down, down, down it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Down, down, down, down, down it goes) [U-God] Got a letter from L.A., it was from my ex Said she had my baby, ain’t seen her yet Five years done passed, I’m a daddy I remember that ass, whoo, she had a fatty A video vixen, act kinda grown She said she can raise it, all on her own She said see me money and leave me alone Stress is a killer, then she hung up the phone Fucking bitch… [Chorus: U-God] Now the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Down, down, down, down, down it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning (Round, round, round, round, round it goes) Yo, the room keep spinning, the room keep spinning

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