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I got the 944 I got the 3-day stubble I got my foot to the floor, to the floor I got the saccharine smile Been flashing it for a while My jaw's starting to get tired, to get tired It's nothing personal, dog But if you're out for a jog You'd best look out for the plates That say God I'm the type of guy you can't throw very far but You can trust me You can trust me I'm the type of guy who likes to shoot for the stars And baby If you love me Then you'll trust me I got the friends in Dubai I got the place in Hawaii I got the decadent style It's the style An expensive cigarette A twenty year old brunette SongtexteA dog you'd better not pet Yeah you bet My life is pretty extreme It's not easy as it seems Just walk a day in my shoes In your dreams I'm the type of guy you can't throw very far but You can trust me You can trust me I'm the type of guy who likes to shoot for the stars And baby If you love me Then you'll trust me You won't believe my flat You can quote me on that I got an elevator and an endangered cat We'll do a couple of lines You'll have a splendid time I'm the type of guy you can't throw very far but You can trust me You can trust me I'm the type of guy who likes to shoot for the stars And baby If you love me Then you'll trust me [x3] Aus Songtexte Mania