Текст (слова) песни: Red Hot Chili Peppers - If You Have To Ask
A wanna be gangster Thinkin` he`s a wise guy Rob another bank He`s a sock `em in the eye guy Tank head Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy Look him in the eye He`s not my kinda guy Never be Confusion proof Pudding`s sweet But too aloof Orange eye girl With a backslide dew said Yo homie Who you talkin` to A backed up paddywagon Mackin` on a cat`s ass One upper cut To the cold upper middle class Born to storm On boredom`s face And a little lust To the fucky ass flea bass Most in the race Just lose their grace The blackest hole In all of space Crooked as a hooker Now suck my thumb Anybody wanna come get some
If you have to ask You`ll never know (chorus) Funky motherfuckers Will not be told to go
Don`t ask me why I`m flyin` so high Mr. Bubble meets superfly In my third eye Searchin` for a soul bride She`s my freakette Soak it up inside Deeper than a secret Much more Than meets the eye To the funk I fall into my new ride My hand my hand Magic on the one Is a medicine man Thinkin` of a few Taboos that I ought to kill Dancin` on their face Like a stage on vaudeville
I feel so good Can`t be understood Booty of a hoodlum Rockin` my red hood
(chorus)
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