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Nina Simone ♫ Funkier than A Mosquito's Tweeter ◘ [Jazzeems All Styles Remix]
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Künstler:in
Azeem
Azeem
Remix-Techniker:in
Jazzy Nice
Jazzy Nice
Remix-Techniker:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aillene Bullock
Aillene Bullock
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
You're nothing but a dirty, dirty old man
You do your thinking with a one track mind
You're nothing but a dirty, dirty old man
You do your thinking with a one track mind
[Verse 2]
Keep talking 'bout heaven glory
Keep talking 'bout heaven glory
Keep talking 'bout heaven glory
But on your face is a different story
[Verse 3]
Clean up your rap, your story's getting dusty
Wash out your mouth, your lies are getting rusty
[Verse 4]
Got something to tell to you
That you ain't hip to (Let's do it)
I can't believe nothing you say
'Cause I'm around and I see what you do
[Verse 5]
You know you funkier than a mosquito's tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old thing
Always rapping 'bout the same old thing
[Verse 6]
You know you're funkier than a mosquito's tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Funkier than a mosquito's tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old game
Same old thing, you never change
Same old game, same old game
Same old thing, you never change
Same old game, same old thing
Always rapping 'bout the, always
Always rapping 'bout the, always
[Verse 7]
You put yourself upon a big stool
Nothing worse than an educated fool
Talking sex is your favorite conversation
But peace and love is a famous generation
What's in your head has really started showing
Your conversation getting kinds boring
[Verse 8]
Blowing minds a thing of the past
You blew your chance, that's why you'll never last
You want to be a graduated mother
But in reality, you're just another brother
[Verse 9]
You think you slick but you could stand a lot of greasing
The things you do ain't never really pleasing
Can't believe nothing you say
'Cause I'm around, I see what you do
[Verse 10]
You know you're funkier than a mosquito's tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old thing
Same old game, same old thing
Always rapping 'bout, 'bout, 'bout, 'bout, 'bout the same old thing
Written by: Aillene Bullock
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