Of Course - 42 Dugg/Tae Money.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Henning Grüschow
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Henning Grüschow
[00:00.000][Intro: 42 Dugg]
[00:00.000](Flexin')
[00:02.190]Volume 3 shit
[00:04.187]
[00:04.432][Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
[00:04.686]Bag touched, now rap *****es want to act up
[00:07.183]Five sum', I wanna funk *****, like pass sum'
[00:09.938]610, 560, this the big Benz
[00:12.432]Switch friends, I ****ed her, I want to **** her
[00:14.940]You cuffed her, gave her your last, but I ****ed first
[00:17.436]Top ten, too many dubs, I done dropped ten
[00:19.933]Drop pins, watch how I push up and watch how I show out
[00:22.441]You got yours, I got mine, let's have a blow out
[00:24.936]I know why niggas hatin' on me, but before I
[00:27.432]Slow down, I'ma burn this ***** up
[00:29.441]Then turn this ***** up
[00:30.693]Three-fifty cash for like six months, *****, what?
[00:33.435]Get off my ass, I might take something, Tripp saw you
[00:36.185]This and that, this and that
[00:37.940]Apple had it, never gave it back, nigga, no cap
[00:40.191]I was doing eighty out the trap, this before rap
[00:42.687]I was retired killin' in '010, you should know that
[00:45.184]But I go back, shout out that pole, *****, I blow that
[00:47.691]What's up with 'cuz? What's up with Blood? I still **** with thugs
[00:50.187]Me and Wood, both out the window, nigga, don't move
[00:52.683]We want greens, I want blues, we both want food
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[00:55.191][Verse 2: Tae Money]
[00:55.436]Boy, you a fool
[00:56.131]'Think I ain't got the J's for the eight
[00:57.882]Up early, catchin' plays, niggas finished, SMH
[01:00.379]I still got 'em textin' Nate, I serve out of Section 8
[01:02.887]Niggas' calling us for the opps like they investigatin'
[01:05.383]Gloves on, hit 'em twenty times like I'm Gary Payton
[01:07.879]I was only ****in' on you, baby, why you say we datin'?
[01:10.633]And now you know I got a *****, so why you say that?
[01:12.884]Only thing you did was eat this **** off in the Maybach
[01:15.380]Two thousand for the *****, I ain't gon' pay that
[01:17.888]'Less you bad, you got some nice ******* and some ass
[01:20.640]Got Chanel, Dior, Louis, Gucci for you
[01:22.637]I stay with killers, so you already know how we move
[01:25.388]I get blocked fresh off, I turned one into twos
[01:27.884]Them nigga say Big-8, banana clips for his food
[01:30.138]
[01:30.380][Verse 3: 42 Dugg]
[01:30.380]We blow the chops, SIG, and Glocks, kid you not
[01:33.133]Every other nigga get thumped, on Mox
[01:35.641]It's five-hundred profit, I'm frank more than Sinatra
[01:38.137]Fully-auto choppers, I'm spending bands with gualas
[01:40.888]Send her to the doctor, that ***** wasn't smellin' proper
[01:43.384]And on my daddy mama, I know the nigga who shot me
[01:45.892]So when I do him bad, don't be textin' me I'm wildin'
[01:48.387]*****, everybody know I'm still childish, *****
文本歌词
作词 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Henning Grüschow
作曲 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Henning Grüschow
(Flexin')
Volume 3 shit

Bag touched, now rap *****es want to act up
Five sum', I wanna funk *****, like pass sum'
610, 560, this the big Benz
Switch friends, I ****ed her, I want to **** her
You cuffed her, gave her your last, but I ****ed first
Top ten, too many dubs, I done dropped ten
Drop pins, watch how I push up and watch how I show out
You got yours, I got mine, let's have a blow out
I know why niggas hatin' on me, but before I
Slow down, I'ma burn this ***** up
Then turn this ***** up
Three-fifty cash for like six months, *****, what?
Get off my ass, I might take something, Tripp saw you
This and that, this and that
Apple had it, never gave it back, nigga, no cap
I was doing eighty out the trap, this before rap
I was retired killin' in '010, you should know that
But I go back, shout out that pole, *****, I blow that
What's up with 'cuz? What's up with Blood? I still **** with thugs
Me and Wood, both out the window, nigga, don't move
We want greens, I want blues, we both want food

Boy, you a fool
'Think I ain't got the J's for the eight
Up early, catchin' plays, niggas finished, SMH
I still got 'em textin' Nate, I serve out of Section 8
Niggas' calling us for the opps like they investigatin'
Gloves on, hit 'em twenty times like I'm Gary Payton
I was only ****in' on you, baby, why you say we datin'?
And now you know I got a *****, so why you say that?
Only thing you did was eat this **** off in the Maybach
Two thousand for the *****, I ain't gon' pay that
'Less you bad, you got some nice ******* and some ass
Got Chanel, Dior, Louis, Gucci for you
I stay with killers, so you already know how we move
I get blocked fresh off, I turned one into twos
Them nigga say Big-8, banana clips for his food

We blow the chops, SIG, and Glocks, kid you not
Every other nigga get thumped, on Mox
It's five-hundred profit, I'm frank more than Sinatra
Fully-auto choppers, I'm spending bands with gualas
Send her to the doctor, that ***** wasn't smellin' proper
And on my daddy mama, I know the nigga who shot me
So when I do him bad, don't be textin' me I'm wildin'
*****, everybody know I'm still childish, *****