Mindless Self Indulgence - Tornado Lyrics
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Tornado
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What Are The Lyrics For Tornado By Mindless Self Indulgence?
I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado
You ain't no operator, so who the f*ck are you then I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado If you don't hit those faders I won't ever stop I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado With a to the and a with a I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado You ain't no operator You ain't no operator I want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Pretty Down, get down, gettin' down with my bad self Get down, get down, gettin' down with my bad self I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado You stupid man, you try to get information For what, for why, for this is not a resident No, this is mine nigga, this is mine I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado I sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado I want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Want to be Pretty Down, get down, gettin' down with my bad self Get down, get down, gettin' down with my bad self Get down Rock this joint nigga Rock this joint nigga Rock this joint nigga In an old school way Rock this joint nigga Rock this joint nigga Rock this joint nigga In an old school way |
Who Wrote Tornado By Mindless Self Indulgence?
Lana Michelle Moorer, Parrish Joseff Smith, James Euringer
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What's The Duration Of The Tornado By Mindless Self Indulgence?The duration of Tornado is 2:17 minutes and seconds. |
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