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Lil Wayne
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What's Wrong With Them
作詞:Dwayne Carter, Onika Maraj, Bigram John Zayas
Uh, life on the rocks, too hard to swallow So we get high till it feel like the sky low Y'all boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo Money is the song, pockets on high note Do, ra, me, fa, so
I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo That's that nine nigga, 'lil rando Sleepin' with the enemy so I fuck the world To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl The sweetest southern girl, the sweetest southern girl
This is times up, put your signs up Made 'em pick my dude, I be line up Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
You see money you call, very few are chosen Lookin' at the wall you can feel them close in Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
Uh, mind over matter, money over all The world is on my shoulders Shall I dust my shoulders off? Uzi rat-a-tatter, knockin' over walls
Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw man Pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm goin' And if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if you'll pay attention, if I change the price Life is my wife, till death do us part 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
This is times up, put your signs up Made 'em pick my dude, I be line up Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
You see money you call, very few are chosen Lookin' at the wall you can feel them close in Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
Steppin' on the bullshit, you can be my doormat Y'all ain't goin' nowhere with that hatin' shit, four flat Disrespectful on the beat, Borat Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's gettin' shorter Life on ya head like fuckin' read Carter now Don't you cross me, you do better crossin' the border So much money piled up, I'm a motherfuckin' hoarder
This is times up, put your signs up Made 'em pick my dude, I be line up Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
You see money you call, very few are chosen Lookin' at the wall you can feel them close in Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them? What the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
Young Money
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