Song | Truly Yours 98 |
Artist | Pete Rock |
Album | Soul Survivor |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mitchell, Philips, Phillips ... | |
This i dedicate to the girl i rate | |
As a ten then again she was probably an eight | |
Her ass was kinda phat so she moved me yo | |
When i scoped out her mental was straight said let's roll | |
Stared this shorty everynight and everyday | |
On the rebound around left right and hey | |
I'm a critical brother when it comes down to broads | |
But this wop here is like the grammy awards | |
Had style and grace and class a lot of taste | |
On a slow dance we romance around my place | |
Like a king from queens is how she made me feel | |
And if i did dirt it was locked and sealed | |
No doubt was all about me and my love thing | |
If the phone called paul i was lettin it ring | |
Absolutely, she looped me the hook was good | |
Niggaz buggin on me buggin in my neighbor hood | |
Yeah boss, but on course is my game plan and | |
Shorty wop keep me chillin with the name brand | |
Kicks and whips, going all out chicks, flicks and tours | |
Yeah you know who you is kid truly yours | |
This i dedicate to the mixtapes i hate | |
Exclusive shit it really holds no weight | |
Put ya skills on the plate backspin to eighty-eight | |
Now this i dedicate to a girl i hate | |
Try to post fly with ya mabeline eye | |
Sportin dkny working on ya alibi | |
Immitation at best miss american express | |
Dismiss the charge, kool g rap and large pro | |
Here to let you know were not the mens | |
I'm through with you but still talk ta ya friends | |
Don't stop to say hi or even reply | |
The position is filled with fresh new material | |
Keep ya head up, catch some black cat luck | |
Sped off in my truck not givin a fuck | |
Lookin at my front door, it's locked and closed | |
So i use the window for all you ninety-eight hoes | |
Ave yo go head hood rat | |
I can't see where ya any good at | |
Put that trash back on tha rack | |
You a put back a stripper | |
Just like a chicken peckin wherever wood at | |
You sewer rat better be careful where you step ya foot at | |
You might get snapped, caught in the trap | |
Sneekin bout a cheese stack so sewer that and ease back | |
You fleece that it's g rap many cats wanna be that | |
Better believe that iced up, find me where it's below zero degrees at | |
Skis at see the g stack puffin on scarface and garcia vegas | |
G rap and pete rock we bond papers | |
Both of us together we bomb makers bottles of dom breakers | |
Many mansions on farm acres pushin porsches with four doors | |
Diamonds with no flaws with the pretty mamas | |
On beaches of bahama shores | |
Pinky ring is like a stone age without the dinosaurs | |
Comin from me g rap yo, truly yours |
zuo qu : Mitchell, Philips, Phillips ... | |
This i dedicate to the girl i rate | |
As a ten then again she was probably an eight | |
Her ass was kinda phat so she moved me yo | |
When i scoped out her mental was straight said let' s roll | |
Stared this shorty everynight and everyday | |
On the rebound around left right and hey | |
I' m a critical brother when it comes down to broads | |
But this wop here is like the grammy awards | |
Had style and grace and class a lot of taste | |
On a slow dance we romance around my place | |
Like a king from queens is how she made me feel | |
And if i did dirt it was locked and sealed | |
No doubt was all about me and my love thing | |
If the phone called paul i was lettin it ring | |
Absolutely, she looped me the hook was good | |
Niggaz buggin on me buggin in my neighbor hood | |
Yeah boss, but on course is my game plan and | |
Shorty wop keep me chillin with the name brand | |
Kicks and whips, going all out chicks, flicks and tours | |
Yeah you know who you is kid truly yours | |
This i dedicate to the mixtapes i hate | |
Exclusive shit it really holds no weight | |
Put ya skills on the plate backspin to eightyeight | |
Now this i dedicate to a girl i hate | |
Try to post fly with ya mabeline eye | |
Sportin dkny working on ya alibi | |
Immitation at best miss american express | |
Dismiss the charge, kool g rap and large pro | |
Here to let you know were not the mens | |
I' m through with you but still talk ta ya friends | |
Don' t stop to say hi or even reply | |
The position is filled with fresh new material | |
Keep ya head up, catch some black cat luck | |
Sped off in my truck not givin a fuck | |
Lookin at my front door, it' s locked and closed | |
So i use the window for all you ninetyeight hoes | |
Ave yo go head hood rat | |
I can' t see where ya any good at | |
Put that trash back on tha rack | |
You a put back a stripper | |
Just like a chicken peckin wherever wood at | |
You sewer rat better be careful where you step ya foot at | |
You might get snapped, caught in the trap | |
Sneekin bout a cheese stack so sewer that and ease back | |
You fleece that it' s g rap many cats wanna be that | |
Better believe that iced up, find me where it' s below zero degrees at | |
Skis at see the g stack puffin on scarface and garcia vegas | |
G rap and pete rock we bond papers | |
Both of us together we bomb makers bottles of dom breakers | |
Many mansions on farm acres pushin porsches with four doors | |
Diamonds with no flaws with the pretty mamas | |
On beaches of bahama shores | |
Pinky ring is like a stone age without the dinosaurs | |
Comin from me g rap yo, truly yours |
zuò qǔ : Mitchell, Philips, Phillips ... | |
This i dedicate to the girl i rate | |
As a ten then again she was probably an eight | |
Her ass was kinda phat so she moved me yo | |
When i scoped out her mental was straight said let' s roll | |
Stared this shorty everynight and everyday | |
On the rebound around left right and hey | |
I' m a critical brother when it comes down to broads | |
But this wop here is like the grammy awards | |
Had style and grace and class a lot of taste | |
On a slow dance we romance around my place | |
Like a king from queens is how she made me feel | |
And if i did dirt it was locked and sealed | |
No doubt was all about me and my love thing | |
If the phone called paul i was lettin it ring | |
Absolutely, she looped me the hook was good | |
Niggaz buggin on me buggin in my neighbor hood | |
Yeah boss, but on course is my game plan and | |
Shorty wop keep me chillin with the name brand | |
Kicks and whips, going all out chicks, flicks and tours | |
Yeah you know who you is kid truly yours | |
This i dedicate to the mixtapes i hate | |
Exclusive shit it really holds no weight | |
Put ya skills on the plate backspin to eightyeight | |
Now this i dedicate to a girl i hate | |
Try to post fly with ya mabeline eye | |
Sportin dkny working on ya alibi | |
Immitation at best miss american express | |
Dismiss the charge, kool g rap and large pro | |
Here to let you know were not the mens | |
I' m through with you but still talk ta ya friends | |
Don' t stop to say hi or even reply | |
The position is filled with fresh new material | |
Keep ya head up, catch some black cat luck | |
Sped off in my truck not givin a fuck | |
Lookin at my front door, it' s locked and closed | |
So i use the window for all you ninetyeight hoes | |
Ave yo go head hood rat | |
I can' t see where ya any good at | |
Put that trash back on tha rack | |
You a put back a stripper | |
Just like a chicken peckin wherever wood at | |
You sewer rat better be careful where you step ya foot at | |
You might get snapped, caught in the trap | |
Sneekin bout a cheese stack so sewer that and ease back | |
You fleece that it' s g rap many cats wanna be that | |
Better believe that iced up, find me where it' s below zero degrees at | |
Skis at see the g stack puffin on scarface and garcia vegas | |
G rap and pete rock we bond papers | |
Both of us together we bomb makers bottles of dom breakers | |
Many mansions on farm acres pushin porsches with four doors | |
Diamonds with no flaws with the pretty mamas | |
On beaches of bahama shores | |
Pinky ring is like a stone age without the dinosaurs | |
Comin from me g rap yo, truly yours |