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作词 : Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker
作曲 : Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin' on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
This **** way too big when we pull up give me the loot
(Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's-it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains,
Think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps,
Don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
Yeah, this-this **** way too formal,
Y'all know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group (yeah)
Hit my eses, I need the bootch (yeah)
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit)
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, ******* treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this **** together? I'm the glue
D-d-d-don't stop
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This **** got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah)
Cut the lights (Yeah), paid the price (Yeah)
****** think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man)
Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah)
That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that **** wetty like I'm Sheck (*****!)
See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!)
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said, "Keep that on lock"
I say, "You know this ****, it's stife," yeah
It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other ******* shook
Yeah
作曲 : Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin' on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
This **** way too big when we pull up give me the loot
(Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's-it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains,
Think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps,
Don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
Yeah, this-this **** way too formal,
Y'all know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group (yeah)
Hit my eses, I need the bootch (yeah)
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit)
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, ******* treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
(Don't stop, pop that *****!)
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this **** together? I'm the glue
D-d-d-don't stop
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This **** got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah)
Cut the lights (Yeah), paid the price (Yeah)
****** think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man)
Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah)
That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that **** wetty like I'm Sheck (*****!)
See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!)
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said, "Keep that on lock"
I say, "You know this ****, it's stife," yeah
It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other ******* shook
Yeah
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[00:00.000] 作词 : Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker [00:01.000] 作曲 : Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker [00:17.85]Astro, yeah [00:25.90]Sun is down, freezin' cold [00:28.83]That's how we already know, winter's here [00:31.94]My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt [00:34.81]That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else [00:38.29]I tried to show 'em, yeah [00:45.15]I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah [00:51.97]Yeah, yeah, yeah [00:53.11]Goin' on you with the pick and roll [00:54.76]Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [00:56.56] [01:00.35]Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth [01:04.62]At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose [01:07.45]Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes [01:10.66]This **** way too big when we pull up give me the loot [01:13.66](Gimme the loot!) [01:14.59]Was off the Remy, had a Papoose [01:17.02]Had to hit my old town to duck the news [01:20.30]Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves [01:23.38]Now it's-it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew [01:26.19]I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice [01:29.18]Different colored chains, [01:30.26]Think my jeweler really sellin' fruits [01:32.20]And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [01:35.19] [01:35.59]Some-Some-Someone said [01:38.68]To win the retreat, we all in too deep [01:40.82]Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, [01:42.21]Don't play us for weak (Someone said) [01:44.14]To win the retreat, we all in too deep [01:46.59]Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [01:50.28] [01:50.59]Yeah, this-this **** way too formal, [01:52.50]Y'all know I don’t follow suit [01:53.98]Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue [01:57.04]All of these hoes I made off records I produced [02:00.26]I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group (yeah) [02:04.25]Hit my eses, I need the bootch (yeah) [02:06.79]'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit) [02:10.20]Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" [02:12.91]In the 305, ******* treat me like I'm Uncle Luke [02:15.64](Don't stop, pop that *****!) [02:16.70]Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh [02:18.79](Don't stop, pop that *****!) [02:19.79]She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" [02:21.65](Don't stop, pop that *****!) [02:22.83]We ain't even make it to the room [02:24.90]She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool [02:28.12]Now I got her open, it's just the Goose [02:31.24]Who put this **** together? I'm the glue [02:34.37] [02:37.83]D-d-d-don't stop [02:40.13]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance [02:42.91]Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands [02:46.48]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance [02:49.65]Someone said [02:52.52]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance [02:55.33]Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands [02:58.87]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance [03:02.61]Someone said [03:04.96] [03:11.96]She's in love with who I am [03:14.10]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) [03:17.30]Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands [03:19.95]I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land [03:23.02]Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah [03:25.26]Like a light, ayy, yeah [03:26.72] [03:27.05]Like a light, ayy [03:28.11]Slept through the flight, ayy [03:29.59]Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man [03:32.62]This **** got double bedroom, man [03:34.23]I still got scores to settle, man [03:35.58]I crept down the block (Down the block) [03:37.56]Made a right (Yeah) [03:38.83]Cut the lights (Yeah), paid the price (Yeah) [03:41.97]****** think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) [03:45.31]Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) [03:48.29]Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) [03:51.25]That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) [03:54.19]Lost my respect, you not a threat [03:57.12]When I shoot my shot, that **** wetty like I'm Sheck (*****!) [04:00.49]See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) [04:03.40]Wet like I'm Lizzie [04:04.80]I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) [04:08.52]Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) [04:10.13]No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) [04:11.54]I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) [04:12.97] [04:13.27]She's in love with who I am [04:15.81]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance [04:18.80]Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) [04:22.00]I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land [04:25.00]Had me out like a light (Like a light) [04:27.29]Like a light (Like a light) [04:28.62]Like a light (Like a light) [04:30.11]Like a light [04:30.97] [04:31.25]Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly [04:32.69]Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah [04:34.52]He said, "Keep that on lock" [04:35.65]I say, "You know this ****, it's stife," yeah [04:37.61]It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) [04:41.07]LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) [04:43.87]We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah [04:46.69]Shawty in the back [04:48.01]She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) [04:50.26]Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah [04:53.12]'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah [04:56.21]Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) [04:59.32]Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other ******* shook [05:02.00]Yeah
