F.B.I. — текст песни (Mr. President)

Here we go
F.B.I.
Here we go
F.B.I.
Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you know, you gotta get ack to know
Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you run, heґs the man with the silver gun

Verse 1:
Give it a space, mysterious places, God should I stay, should I pray?
The man is the case, been creepinґ around of ages
Waiting to get me, ready to catch me, can see the light in his eyes
Heґs the man Iґve been needing for ages, I realise

Chorus:
F.B.I. fire is burning into, into my heart
F.B.I. fire is burning into my heart, this is vice F.B.I.
F.B.I. this is vice F.B.I.
F.B.I. this is vice F.B.I.

Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you know, you gotta get ack to know
Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you run, heґs the man with the silver gun

Verse 2:
Ready to get me, ready to catch me, golden a heat of the night
Tell me why F.B.I. is he cominґ to hold me tight

Chorus x 1

Rap:
Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you know, you gotta get ack to know
Here we go, here we go, yo donґt you run, heґs the man with the silver gun
Your best friend, your secret agent, he never ever tells a lie
Heґs comin down from the sky, cause itґs the man from the F.B.I.

F.B.I.
F.B.I. fire is burning into, into my heart
F.B.I. fire is burning into my heart, this is vice F.B.I.
F.B.I. this is vice F.B.I.
F.B.I. this is vice F.B.I.
F.B.I.