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You've got to tell the doctor to believe me. We'll make it real We'll make it real We'll make it real no no no no no no no no no no You've got to tell the doctor to believe me. We'll give it form We'll give it form We'll give it form no no no no no no no no no no He gets good medicine from the gears. Good medicine from the gears. Good medicine from the gears no no no no no no You've got to tell the pusher to believe me He'll make it ease- He'll make it ease- He'll make it easy no no no no no no no no no no You've got to tell street dealer to amaze me. He's got a gun He's got a gun He's got a gun bang bang bang bang gun gun gun gun gun Letras de cancionesHe brings bad medicine from the back Bad medicine from the back Bad medicine from the back. The back of the class! Bad medicine from the back. no no no no no no Yeah Alright You've got to quench it to do it right I sing no, No doubt, You've got to fool it to put it up, c'mon Yeah Alright You've got to quench it to do it right I sing no, No doubt oooooo Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow oooooo You've got to tell the preacher to forgive me Fuck! Don't wanna boing Don't want to boing Don't want to boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing You've got to tell the preacher to forgive me I said! He'll make me bleed He'll make me bleed He'll make me bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed He cooks Christ's medicine in his cock Keeps Christ's medicine in his cock Christ's medicine in his cock boom boom da da da da From Letras Mania