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歌曲名: Door Man  歌手: Clipse  所属专辑: 《Til The Casket Drops》

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Door Man

作词 : THORNTON JR, GENE/THORNTON, TERRENCE/WILLIAMS, PHARRELL
Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****

You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****

Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****

So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
Sing it ******, lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****

Every all star, every Cancun, every holiday
South Beach in full bloom, thousand dollar suites
White sheets, white rooms, I got a bright future neck like a full moon
Buy what we want, spend what they want
Young, rich, hot *****, everything she wants
Triple beams scales got me under deep spells
Kiss my forehead, momma knows I mean well
******* bought me everything I ever had
And I ain't neva been scared, that's been my very last
'Cause I can get it back, watch me get it back
Last 2 o 10 bricks, **** I'm cookin' that
Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****

Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
******, Sing it lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****

My life's too real to be a PSA
The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
I cut it, than whip her like she Annie Mae
Praise God, I escaped by his amazin' grace, nah neva was I savin' 'Face
Some family ties aren't possible to break
The almighty judge, only he can save me
Don't cry for us now, just pray for our babies
Mercedes 5, with the open roof, Miami hot rods and the ocean view
The tell tale signs that expose the truth, Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you
Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
Sing lalalalalalalalalala, it ******, ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****

We get it in a flash like paparazzi, cars, crib, everything big body

Big charm, hangin' from my big chain
Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain

Pull up to the crib, ***** think she seein' thangs
Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change
If the good die young, than the greats go to jail
I miss my Tony, hope you snitches burn in Hell

Kiss and tell, with sales on us ballers
All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers
jaw-lessAll because them *****es is actin' like they
And we don't count money, we weigh it like fish orders
Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****

You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
******, Sing it lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****

Door ManLRC歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : THORNTON JR, GENE/THORNTON, TERRENCE/WILLIAMS, PHARRELL
[00:03.04]Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
[00:05.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[00:09.31]
[00:10.00]You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
[00:11.99]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[00:14.99]
[00:15.98]Ye ain't got money like this
[00:17.76]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[00:21.31]
[00:21.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[00:23.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[00:26.67]Sing it ******, lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
[00:33.09]Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
[00:38.83]Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
[00:45.03]Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****
[00:51.31]
[00:51.86]Every all star, every Cancun, every holiday
[00:55.69]South Beach in full bloom, thousand dollar suites
[00:58.86]White sheets, white rooms, I got a bright future neck like a full moon
[01:03.61]Buy what we want, spend what they want
[01:06.48]Young, rich, hot *****, everything she wants
[01:09.48]Triple beams scales got me under deep spells
[01:12.48]Kiss my forehead, momma knows I mean well
[01:15.47]******* bought me everything I ever had
[01:18.49]And I ain't neva been scared, that's been my very last
[01:21.52]'Cause I can get it back, watch me get it back
[01:24.54]Last 2 o 10 bricks, **** I'm cookin' that
[01:27.22]Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
[01:29.96]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[01:34.06]You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
[01:35.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[01:38.93]
[01:40.03]Ye ain't got money like this
[01:41.90]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[01:45.88]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[01:47.73]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[01:50.82]******, Sing it lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
[01:56.83]Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
[02:02.76]Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
[02:08.94]Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****
[02:15.18]
[02:15.93]My life's too real to be a PSA
[02:18.82]The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
[02:21.72]I cut it, than whip her like she Annie Mae
[02:24.52]Praise God, I escaped by his amazin' grace, nah neva was I savin' 'Face
[02:30.56]Some family ties aren't possible to break
[02:33.70]The almighty judge, only he can save me
[02:36.81]Don't cry for us now, just pray for our babies
[02:39.84]Mercedes 5, with the open roof, Miami hot rods and the ocean view
[02:45.71]The tell tale signs that expose the truth, Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you
[02:51.45]Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
[02:54.01]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[02:57.99]You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
[02:59.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[03:04.05]Ye ain't got money like this
[03:05.92]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[03:09.91]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[03:11.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[03:14.62]Sing lalalalalalalalalala, it ******, ye ain't got money like this
[03:21.02]Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
[03:26.76]Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
[03:33.07]Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****
[03:39.24]
[03:39.92]We get it in a flash like paparazzi, cars, crib, everything big body
[03:45.14]
[03:45.67]Big charm, hangin' from my big chain
[03:48.66]Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain
[03:50.52]
[03:51.63]Pull up to the crib, ***** think she seein' thangs
[03:54.68]Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change
[03:57.31]If the good die young, than the greats go to jail
[04:00.13]I miss my Tony, hope you snitches burn in Hell
[04:02.44]
[04:03.22]Kiss and tell, with sales on us ballers
[04:06.15]All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers
[04:09.22]jaw-lessAll because them *****es is actin' like they
[04:12.23]And we don't count money, we weigh it like fish orders
[04:15.09]Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'
[04:18.03]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[04:20.83]
[04:22.07]You ****** keep wavin' them wrists
[04:23.87]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[04:28.06]Ye ain't got money like this
[04:29.91]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[04:33.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[04:35.94]I put my money on the roof and crush this *****
[04:38.80]******, Sing it lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this
[04:44.83]Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six
[04:51.01]Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix
[04:56.81]Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this *****

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