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Right Above It (Edited)
作詞:DWAYNE CARTER, AUBREY GRAHAM, DANIEL JOHNSON 作曲:DWAYNE CARTER, AUBREY GRAHAM, DANIEL JOHNSON
Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Co.? I'm with Marley G, bro, flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uh, my real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars I never get to use Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole Plus I been sippin', so this shit is movin' kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
Meet me on the fresh train Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X-Games Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change And I smoke 'til I got chest pains And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin' plane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, amen As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand Uh, wake up and smell the pussy You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
Uh, how do he say what's never said? Beautiful black woman I bet that bitch look better red, limpin' off tour 'Cause I made more off my second leg Ma'fuckin' Birdman Junior, eleventh grade Ball on automatic start I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, you niggas in apartments No-now, c'mon, be my blood donor Flo' so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big, and let the small fall under that Damn, where you stumbled at? From where they make gumbo at Kane got the fuckin' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga, nothin' short of that President Carter, Young Money democrat
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo woo) I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
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Drake feat. Lil Wayne
'Kane is in the building... '*
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We onnnn, cause we onnnnnnnn
Who else really tryin to with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley G bro Flyin Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you somethin that you prolly should know This that (Slumdog Millionaire) Bollywood flow And uhhh, my real friends never hearin from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same buildin, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to use Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them find a pole Plus I been sippin so this is movin kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We onnnn, it's Young Money If you ain't runnin with it run from it All right, now somebody show some money in this And I got my B's with me like some honey in this Ya diiiig? I got my in my boo purse 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And I don't bust back because I shoot firrrrrst
Meet me on the fresh train Yes I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a X Games Guns turn you boys into , sex chaaaange And I smoke 'til I got chest pains And you know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the plaaaane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance - amen As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I'm just playin in the saaaand Uhh, wake up and smell the garden You people can't see me, but never overlook me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa but don't push meeeee
Uhh, how do he say what's never said? Beautiful black woman, I bet that look better red Limpin off tour cause I made more off my second leg Birdman Junior, 11th grade Ball on automatic start I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, you people in apartments Uhh, n-now c'mon be my blood donor Flo' so nice you ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big and let the small fall under that Darn where you stumbled at? From where they make gumbo at? Kane got the beat jumpin like a jumpin jack But you know me, I get on this and have a heart attack Hip-Hop, I'm the heart of that, person nothin short of that President Carter, Young Money Democrat, uhh
Yeah! We onnnn Young Mu', Young Mula baby!
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Right Above It (Edited)
Drake feat. Lil Wayne
'Kane is in the building... '*
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We onnnn, cause we onnnnnnnn
Who else really tryin to with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley G bro Flyin Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you somethin that you prolly should know This that (Slumdog Millionaire) Bollywood flow And uhhh, my real friends never hearin from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same buildin, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to use Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them find a pole Plus I been sippin so this is movin kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We onnnn, it's Young Money If you ain't runnin with it run from it All right, now somebody show some money in this And I got my B's with me like some honey in this Ya diiiig? I got my in my boo purse And I don't bust back because I shoot firrrrrst
Meet me on the fresh train Yes I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a X Games Guns turn you boys into into, sex chaaaange And I smoke 'til I got chest pains And you know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the plaaaane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance - amen As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I'm just playin in the saaaand Uhh, wake up and smell the ***** You n***** can't see me, but never overlook me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa but don't push meeeee
Uhh, how do he say what's never said? Beautiful black woman, I bet that look better red Limpin off tour cause I made more off my second leg Birdman Junior, 11th grade Ball on automatic start I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, you n***** in apartments Uhh, n-now c'mon be my blood donor Flo' so nice you ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big and let the small fall under that D***, where you stumbled at? From where they make gumbo at? Kane got the ******* beat jumpin like a jumpin jack But you know me, I get on this ***** and have a heart attack Hip-Hop, I'm the heart of that, ***** nothin short of that President Carter, Young Money Democrat, uhh
Yeah! We onnnn Young Mu', Young Mula baby!
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