Текст Fun Lovin’ Criminals – That Ain’t Right

They call me little chiggy ’cause I chiggy a little
New york trips rot never caught me in the middle
4 5 6 still up in the mix
Still comin’ to grips, still cashin’ in chips

The way you move your hips makin’ old hearts skip and all the homeboys trip that ain’t right
If you out all night and you don’t know why you started that fight that ain’t right
If your daddy hurt you the city took your virtue the bouncer tried to search you that ain’t right
If you puffin your love and the cops roll up they try to crush your blunt that ain’t right

I clear out the club with a round in the ceiling
I’m telling myself but feelin’ ain’t believin’
Poppin’ many bottles with the family DiFontaine
Some of us didn’t make it we salute you just the same
Hall my drink on the floor when they rock the clash
Bridge and tunnel gettin’ nervous ’cause we bust that ass
Its nut like we all violent and actin’ aggressive
But their women get us goin’ when they dancin all suggestive’

The way you move your hips makin’ old hearts skip and all the homeboys trip that ain’t right
If you out all night and you don’t know why you started that fight that ain’t right
If your daddy hurt you the city took your virtue the bouncer tried to search you that ain’t right
If you puffin’ your love and the cops roll up they try to crush your blunt that ain’t right

I see guys and giris dancin’
Do it to the crowd

The way you move your hips makin’ old hearts skip and all the homeboys trip that ain’t right
If you out all night and you don’t know why you started that fight that ain’t right
If your daddy hurt you the city took your virtue the bouncer tried to search you that ain’t right
If you puffin your love and the cops roll up they try to crush your blunt that ain’t right