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作词 : Jermaine Cole/Luther Nicholson/Jonathan Kirk/John Welch/Asheton Hogan/Peter Mudge
作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Luther Nicholson/Jonathan Kirk/John Welch/Asheton Hogan/Peter Mudge
If you miss me
And you can't find
Need no help
I done seen it all, my God
Uh
I done seen it all, my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody ******* with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of ****** that bust up the party and **** up the fun
She digging me and I’m cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we ******* for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that’s my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
****** is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause ****** be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they *****
’Cause baby girl coming with son
****** be judging my moves,
But please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a ***** would like Liam Neeson
I don’t even need a reason, loyalty over treason
***** *****, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm 84 ’til the wheels fall
Know some ****** probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold mouth, *****, **** 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth,
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation,
Asking questions, you know I ain’t tell 'em s**t
B*****s call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, b*****s knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to **** while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, *****, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, *****, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a ****, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "Rip," and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your s**t, *****)
I'm from Ch****tte, you know how these ****** do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Luther Nicholson/Jonathan Kirk/John Welch/Asheton Hogan/Peter Mudge
If you miss me
And you can't find
Need no help
I done seen it all, my God
Uh
I done seen it all, my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody ******* with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of ****** that bust up the party and **** up the fun
She digging me and I’m cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we ******* for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that’s my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
****** is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause ****** be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they *****
’Cause baby girl coming with son
****** be judging my moves,
But please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a ***** would like Liam Neeson
I don’t even need a reason, loyalty over treason
***** *****, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm 84 ’til the wheels fall
Know some ****** probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold mouth, *****, **** 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth,
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation,
Asking questions, you know I ain’t tell 'em s**t
B*****s call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, b*****s knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to **** while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, *****, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, *****, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a ****, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "Rip," and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your s**t, *****)
I'm from Ch****tte, you know how these ****** do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' *****
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
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