Fightin' Stance Songtext / Lyric

yeah
big job buck- to the pocket of you know what
hot damn
hot damn ( hot damn)
hot damn

(my man) my man,
hot damn, ready to win
money in my pocket, wearin´ a grin
lots of flocks, on the rocks
wearing boots, without no socks

whoopin´ ass, knuckles brass
bitin´ fire and chewin glass
whoopin´ ass, knuckles brass
bitin´ fire and chewin glass

temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance
temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance
temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance
temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance

whoopin´ ass, knuckles brass
bitin´fire and chewin glass

temper like cyclone,baby,.......ambiance, in a fightin´ stance
baby,.....ambiance, in a fightin stance
in a fightin´ stance!

temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance
temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance
temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin´ stance, ambiance

whoopin´ ass, knuckles brass
bitin´ fire and chewin glass

church bells ring, we all sing
everybody likes to wear a ring
church bells ring, we all sing
everybody likes to wear a ring

whoopin´ ass, knuckles brass
bitin´ fire and chewin glass

temper like a cyclone, baby, chewin glass,
temper like a cyclone! temper