Paroles de Robbin Hood

When I walk on the right side Carry my gloves, no knife in sight Who robbing Who robbing who When I walk on the left side Don't be caught after eight you know why Who robbing Who robbing who Little lady on the street, curb side Little bitty baby in her arms so tight Who robbing Who robbing who Big fat cat, biggest piece of the pie High top hat, leaves no disguise Who robbing He robbing you Gun to your head They want your soul or your money Robbing my mind with all their gluttony Who robbing Who robbing who When I walk on every side Got to cover my head to my ankle or die Who robbing Who robbing who