| 作曲 : Barrow, Douglas, Lorenzo ... | |
| YeahShyneGangland | |
| Huh, Murder | |
| IncAlright | |
| Turn the beat up | |
| I seek you | |
| OkayI see ya | |
| Ma in ya thousand dollar weave, masterpiece | |
| Diamond face on ya sleeve, | |
| Pell Ma Nay | |
| Waist petite, alright, | |
| Jimmy Choo shoes on ya feet, you right | |
| Slide in the side the spida | |
| I know you tired of guys that try to lie to slide aside ya | |
| Forget about that, let's go, forget about rap, | |
| I'm PoI mean really | |
| I been gettin' money | |
| Since niggas is rappin' frontin' fast and shit' | |
| Cause you look like you got ya head right | |
| I just hope that you can give head right | |
| Racin' through eggshell headlights | |
| New York is mine relax ya mind | |
| Can't nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can't nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can't nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can't nobody, be like me and you | |
| This is me, | |
| I'm mostly respected | |
| Ring down to the necklace | |
| Some hoes say | |
| I'm sexes' | |
| Cause all | |
| I wanna do is stuff coke in their dresses | |
| Sit back with stacks, count money in the zone | |
| Pull the thong, like bitch come on | |
| I need a Prada chick to take this dick | |
| And take this brick and basic shit, basic shit | |
| We can go shoppin' and buy some things | |
| Up in Harry | |
| Winston ma try some rings | |
| I have you feelin' like you was | |
| Princess Di | |
| So much cuts on your wrist think you try suicide | |
| No lie you ain't heard | |
| Expensive trips, expensive whips | |
| You ain't see nothing like this not in ya life | |
| If I ain't that nigga shit we look alike | |
| Can't nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can't nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can't nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can't nobody, be like me and you | |
| Who gon' cop them hoes? | |
| PoWho gon' rock them gloves? | |
| PoWho gon' pop them foe's? | |
| PoWell I'm glad you know | |
| You don't need to ask who hotter | |
| You notta, me lava | |
| Shyne Wayne you gotta | |
| See you niggas in hell, let's prevail | |
| Friends gon' tell, just post bail, million cash | |
| Now you know that ain't rappin', pimpin' | |
| Please believe that, it's how you smoke like me | |
| It's chess when | |
| I clap 'em up | |
| That ain't enough, then back 'em up | |
| Niggaz talking real greasy on them rap records | |
| Like I wont strip ya naked and take ya necklace | |
| Give it to my soldiers like, ' | |
| Hold this' | |
| Fuck you nigga, you can never fool this | |
| But anyway | |
| To my bitches let's play | |
| One C P W come through | |
| I like girls, | |
| I like girls that like girls that like furs, okay | |
| Can't nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can't nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can't nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can't nobody, be like me and you |
| zuo qu : Barrow, Douglas, Lorenzo ... | |
| YeahShyneGangland | |
| Huh, Murder | |
| IncAlright | |
| Turn the beat up | |
| I seek you | |
| OkayI see ya | |
| Ma in ya thousand dollar weave, masterpiece | |
| Diamond face on ya sleeve, | |
| Pell Ma Nay | |
| Waist petite, alright, | |
| Jimmy Choo shoes on ya feet, you right | |
| Slide in the side the spida | |
| I know you tired of guys that try to lie to slide aside ya | |
| Forget about that, let' s go, forget about rap, | |
| I' m PoI mean really | |
| I been gettin' money | |
| Since niggas is rappin' frontin' fast and shit' | |
| Cause you look like you got ya head right | |
| I just hope that you can give head right | |
| Racin' through eggshell headlights | |
| New York is mine relax ya mind | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you | |
| This is me, | |
| I' m mostly respected | |
| Ring down to the necklace | |
| Some hoes say | |
| I' m sexes' | |
| Cause all | |
| I wanna do is stuff coke in their dresses | |
| Sit back with stacks, count money in the zone | |
| Pull the thong, like bitch come on | |
| I need a Prada chick to take this dick | |
| And take this brick and basic shit, basic shit | |
| We can go shoppin' and buy some things | |
| Up in Harry | |
| Winston ma try some rings | |
| I have you feelin' like you was | |
| Princess Di | |
| So much cuts on your wrist think you try suicide | |
| No lie you ain' t heard | |
| Expensive trips, expensive whips | |
| You ain' t see nothing like this not in ya life | |
| If I ain' t that nigga shit we look alike | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you | |
| Who gon' cop them hoes? | |
| PoWho gon' rock them gloves? | |
| PoWho gon' pop them foe' s? | |
| PoWell I' m glad you know | |
| You don' t need to ask who hotter | |
| You notta, me lava | |
| Shyne Wayne you gotta | |
| See you niggas in hell, let' s prevail | |
| Friends gon' tell, just post bail, million cash | |
| Now you know that ain' t rappin', pimpin' | |
| Please believe that, it' s how you smoke like me | |
| It' s chess when | |
| I clap ' em up | |
| That ain' t enough, then back ' em up | |
| Niggaz talking real greasy on them rap records | |
| Like I wont strip ya naked and take ya necklace | |
| Give it to my soldiers like, ' | |
| Hold this' | |
| Fuck you nigga, you can never fool this | |
| But anyway | |
| To my bitches let' s play | |
| One C P W come through | |
| I like girls, | |
| I like girls that like girls that like furs, okay | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you |
| zuò qǔ : Barrow, Douglas, Lorenzo ... | |
| YeahShyneGangland | |
| Huh, Murder | |
| IncAlright | |
| Turn the beat up | |
| I seek you | |
| OkayI see ya | |
| Ma in ya thousand dollar weave, masterpiece | |
| Diamond face on ya sleeve, | |
| Pell Ma Nay | |
| Waist petite, alright, | |
| Jimmy Choo shoes on ya feet, you right | |
| Slide in the side the spida | |
| I know you tired of guys that try to lie to slide aside ya | |
| Forget about that, let' s go, forget about rap, | |
| I' m PoI mean really | |
| I been gettin' money | |
| Since niggas is rappin' frontin' fast and shit' | |
| Cause you look like you got ya head right | |
| I just hope that you can give head right | |
| Racin' through eggshell headlights | |
| New York is mine relax ya mind | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you | |
| This is me, | |
| I' m mostly respected | |
| Ring down to the necklace | |
| Some hoes say | |
| I' m sexes' | |
| Cause all | |
| I wanna do is stuff coke in their dresses | |
| Sit back with stacks, count money in the zone | |
| Pull the thong, like bitch come on | |
| I need a Prada chick to take this dick | |
| And take this brick and basic shit, basic shit | |
| We can go shoppin' and buy some things | |
| Up in Harry | |
| Winston ma try some rings | |
| I have you feelin' like you was | |
| Princess Di | |
| So much cuts on your wrist think you try suicide | |
| No lie you ain' t heard | |
| Expensive trips, expensive whips | |
| You ain' t see nothing like this not in ya life | |
| If I ain' t that nigga shit we look alike | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you | |
| Who gon' cop them hoes? | |
| PoWho gon' rock them gloves? | |
| PoWho gon' pop them foe' s? | |
| PoWell I' m glad you know | |
| You don' t need to ask who hotter | |
| You notta, me lava | |
| Shyne Wayne you gotta | |
| See you niggas in hell, let' s prevail | |
| Friends gon' tell, just post bail, million cash | |
| Now you know that ain' t rappin', pimpin' | |
| Please believe that, it' s how you smoke like me | |
| It' s chess when | |
| I clap ' em up | |
| That ain' t enough, then back ' em up | |
| Niggaz talking real greasy on them rap records | |
| Like I wont strip ya naked and take ya necklace | |
| Give it to my soldiers like, ' | |
| Hold this' | |
| Fuck you nigga, you can never fool this | |
| But anyway | |
| To my bitches let' s play | |
| One C P W come through | |
| I like girls, | |
| I like girls that like girls that like furs, okay | |
| Can' t nobody, do them things we do | |
| And can' t nobody, touch me like you do | |
| Can' t nobody, love me like you do | |
| And can' t nobody, be like me and you |
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