Mindless Self Indulgence

Mindless Self Indulgence - Frying Pan lyrics

rate me

I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk

I'll never really know

I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I won't stop

You'll never really know

Out of the frying pan and into the fire

Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother

Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes

This is the dope shit for me and my lady

I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk

I'll never really know

I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I won't stop

You'll never really know

Out of the frying pan and into the fire

Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother

Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes

This is the dope shit for me and my lady

Out of sight, out of sight

Out of mind, out of mind

Out of sight, out of sight

Out of mind, out of mind

Out of sight, out of sight

Out of mind, out of mind

Out of sight, out of sight

Out of mind, out of mind

I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk

I'll never really know

Bam-bam

Out of the frying pan and into the fire

Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother

Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes

This is the dope shit for me and my lady

Lady, lady, ladies, ladies

Lady, lady, ladies, ladies

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