I'll Be歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Carter, Shawn C.
[00:00.026] 作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.
[00:00.52]Thats right, papa, thats right
[00:04.28]How we do, yeah, ill na na
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[00:08.84]Uh huh, uh, come on...
[00:12.33]What up pop, brace yourself as I ride on top
[00:14.58]Close your eyes as you ride, right out your socks
[00:16.82]Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel
[00:19.38]Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
[00:21.63]Nasty-girl dont pass me the world
[00:23.31]I push to be not the backseat girl
[00:25.37]Dont deep throat the c-note she float
[00:28.25]Murder she wrote, and keeps the heat close
[00:30.43]Firm *****, we posed to be the illest on three coasts
[00:33.36]Familia, bigga than icos
[00:34.98]Yall, danny devitoes, small ******
[00:37.04]All I see is the penny heaters, thats all ******
[00:39.54]No shark in this year raise it bigga
[00:41.91]Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up
[00:44.28]And take notice, na na take over
[00:46.22]Yall take quotas, to hit papa
[00:48.53]Straight out the gate yall, we drop hits
[00:50.77]Now tell me, how nasty can you get
[00:52.89]All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
[00:56.04]Its ripped, one thing for sure -- Ill be good
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[01:07.21]Im 2 live, nasty as I wanna be
[01:08.96]dont shake your sassy ass in front of me
[01:11.02]fore I take you there and tear your back out
[01:13.57]that **** aint happened since the mack was out
[01:15.70]Uhh, rollin for lana, dripped in gabbana
[01:17.94]Nineties style, you find a style
[01:20.31]Right away its the fit, wanna taste the ****
[01:22.50]Put me on a bass, and throw your face in it, ******
[01:25.68]Na na, yall cant touch her
[01:27.18]My *** drive all night like a trucker
[01:30.11]Let alone the skills I posess
[01:31.67]And yall gon see by these mils I posess
[01:34.17]Never settle for less, Im in excess
[01:36.35]Not inexpensive dvs
[01:37.22]To the two, thats just the way Im built
[01:40.84]Nasty -- what, classy, still
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[02:01.41]Well you can hoe what I got, roll with the rock
[02:03.40]The fella capo in the candy apple drop
[02:05.65]Will tears fall to your ears if I dont stop
[02:07.89]Can ya throw it like a quarterback, third in the lot?
[02:10.26]Dig me, I get you locked like biggie, wit irv in the spot
[02:12.89]Word middie, the cop n biddie
[02:14.64]Uhh, Im the bomdigi, punana
[02:16.01]***y brown thing, uh, madon yall
[02:19.25]Make em turn over from the full-court pressure
[02:21.56]To undress ya and **** all over your asses
[02:24.18]I aint playin knockin out at the williams
[02:26.05]Im sayin, whats the sense in delayin
[02:28.24]Im tryin to run g from the p to the a.m.
[02:30.73]I saw your little thing now Im swayin, okin
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[02:33.82]（ahh, ****... uh, uh）