歌曲 | Save That Shit |
歌手 | Lord Finesse |
专辑 | Return of the Funky Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lord Finesse | |
Yeah, what's up | |
Finesse? [Lord Finesse #2] | |
Aw yeah! What's up, money? [LF1] | |
Just tripping on how girls used to be flipping last year [LF2] | |
That's understandable [LF1] | |
Then I came out with the record, making a little papes [LF2] | |
So what be going on? [LF1] | |
So you always got girls saying "Finesse, remember last night's action?" | |
You know what | |
I tell them? | |
I tell them to... | |
Save that shit! (Repeat 7x) | |
This is for the females that think | |
I'm not the same | |
Y'all think | |
I'm different because | |
I got a little fame | |
I remember y'all laughed and teased me | |
I wanted to make records, no one would believe me | |
I admit it was hard from the beginning | |
I used to strike out with the women | |
You know the females that be fronting and jiving | |
Don't wanna see a brother until you're paid and striving | |
You know the fly girls, the bad looking hotties | |
The ones that think they too good for everybody | |
Girls used to leave me and go because | |
I had no dough to show | |
Now I'm paid, told you so | |
Now fly you see, some girls be eyeing me | |
Hoes who used to diss me want to all say hi to me | |
Now I'm straight, making crazy papes | |
So they all be asking "When we singing on a date?" | |
This is not welfare, you gets no help here | |
So keep walking and take your ass elsewhere | |
I remember you dissed me a year back (I was only playing) | |
I'm not trying to hear that | |
Always fronting playing hard to get (Finesse, I'm yours) | |
Don't give me that shit | |
Save that shit! (Repeat 7x) | |
I knew another girl who used to walk all proud | |
Could never say hi, she had her head in the clouds | |
I used to see her every day out the week | |
She was mute cause the hoe would never speak | |
Didn't know things like "Excuse me" or "Thank you" | |
Sporting crazy jewels with extentions to her ankles | |
She wanted me to treat her like she was a damn star | |
Always fronting, driving her man's car | |
It was all about her, 24-7 | |
Driving around calling everybody | |
Kevin She had good neck and kept all the girls panicking | |
Playing in town showing off like a mannequin | |
Brown sugar complexion, fine-looking figure | |
Always winking and smiling just to fuck with a nigga | |
I asked her what's up, she fronted and fessed | |
Playing like she's too good for | |
Finesse She acted like she was all that on her high horse | |
She used to diss me, roll her windows up and drive off | |
Word up, she was known for acting stuck up | |
Now I'm paid, she fell off, that's fucked up | |
I remember how she put me through hell | |
Her man's in jail, she crashed his car, oh well | |
Look who's the star of the picture now | |
Things are opposite, or should | |
I say switched around? (Do you call her?) | |
There's no need to | |
Se be calling me saying "When can I see you?" | |
I guess she don't remember how she treated me rotten | |
Talking and laughing like everything's forgotten | |
She used to be teasing, now she's hawking (Finesse why you fronting?) | |
Look who's talking! | |
You used to diss my crew, said | |
I looked pitiful (Come on Finesse, you know I want to get with you) | |
Save that shit! (Repeat 7x) | |
I met another girl, the fly side of them all, | |
G Had it going on plus a job on | |
Wall Street | |
Finally met a female | |
I can claim all mine | |
Problem was she never had time | |
When I used to call her she said "I'm busy honey" | |
Was it that she was busy or | |
I didn't have money? | |
That does it, which one was it? | |
Cause on her free days she used to hang with her cousin | |
And on the weekends she used to like to rollerskate | |
I could never catch her, she always had to motivate | |
Never had time, she went out for self | |
Told me one day | |
I should find somebody else | |
Yeah, she's right, that's what | |
I too figured | |
Come to find out, she cut me off for a new nigga | |
I was hurt, things got hectic | |
But my man put me on and | |
I came out making records | |
Got a little fame in the industry game | |
I seen that hoe again, you know that bullshit changed | |
Running up saying "Finesse please listen!" | |
Would you believe the hoe? (I'm a born again Christian!) | |
Bullshit! | |
The hoe was trying to hide | |
She lost her man, plus her 9 to 5 | |
Telling me sorry, no hard feelings | |
The girl fell off like cracked paint on the ceiling | |
Nappy extentions, looking all bugged | |
Trying to catch me at all my shows at the clubs | |
Telling her friends "Finesse? Sure, he's hype" (He used to sweat me) | |
Yeah, sure you're right | |
Her best bet is to chill and stay home | |
Instead of always beeping me from the pay phone | |
Tying up my line, always interrupting me | |
Calling every hour just to say what's up to me | |
Told her about the days when she acted all evil (Finesse I used to like you) | |
Sure, I believe you (For real, can we be lovers to the end?) | |
What about your man? (Come on, he's just a friend) | |
What about your job? (I didn't like it, I quit) | |
Why is you lying? | |
Save that shit! | |
Save that shit! (Repeat 7x) |
zuo qu : Lord Finesse | |
Yeah, what' s up | |
Finesse? Lord Finesse 2 | |
Aw yeah! What' s up, money? LF1 | |
Just tripping on how girls used to be flipping last year LF2 | |
That' s understandable LF1 | |
Then I came out with the record, making a little papes LF2 | |
So what be going on? LF1 | |
So you always got girls saying " Finesse, remember last night' s action?" | |
You know what | |
I tell them? | |
I tell them to... | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
This is for the females that think | |
I' m not the same | |
Y' all think | |
I' m different because | |
I got a little fame | |
I remember y' all laughed and teased me | |
I wanted to make records, no one would believe me | |
I admit it was hard from the beginning | |
I used to strike out with the women | |
You know the females that be fronting and jiving | |
Don' t wanna see a brother until you' re paid and striving | |
You know the fly girls, the bad looking hotties | |
The ones that think they too good for everybody | |
Girls used to leave me and go because | |
I had no dough to show | |
Now I' m paid, told you so | |
Now fly you see, some girls be eyeing me | |
Hoes who used to diss me want to all say hi to me | |
Now I' m straight, making crazy papes | |
So they all be asking " When we singing on a date?" | |
This is not welfare, you gets no help here | |
So keep walking and take your ass elsewhere | |
I remember you dissed me a year back I was only playing | |
I' m not trying to hear that | |
Always fronting playing hard to get Finesse, I' m yours | |
Don' t give me that shit | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
I knew another girl who used to walk all proud | |
Could never say hi, she had her head in the clouds | |
I used to see her every day out the week | |
She was mute cause the hoe would never speak | |
Didn' t know things like " Excuse me" or " Thank you" | |
Sporting crazy jewels with extentions to her ankles | |
She wanted me to treat her like she was a damn star | |
Always fronting, driving her man' s car | |
It was all about her, 247 | |
Driving around calling everybody | |
Kevin She had good neck and kept all the girls panicking | |
Playing in town showing off like a mannequin | |
Brown sugar complexion, finelooking figure | |
Always winking and smiling just to fuck with a nigga | |
I asked her what' s up, she fronted and fessed | |
Playing like she' s too good for | |
Finesse She acted like she was all that on her high horse | |
She used to diss me, roll her windows up and drive off | |
Word up, she was known for acting stuck up | |
Now I' m paid, she fell off, that' s fucked up | |
I remember how she put me through hell | |
Her man' s in jail, she crashed his car, oh well | |
Look who' s the star of the picture now | |
Things are opposite, or should | |
I say switched around? Do you call her? | |
There' s no need to | |
Se be calling me saying " When can I see you?" | |
I guess she don' t remember how she treated me rotten | |
Talking and laughing like everything' s forgotten | |
She used to be teasing, now she' s hawking Finesse why you fronting? | |
Look who' s talking! | |
You used to diss my crew, said | |
I looked pitiful Come on Finesse, you know I want to get with you | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
I met another girl, the fly side of them all, | |
G Had it going on plus a job on | |
Wall Street | |
Finally met a female | |
I can claim all mine | |
Problem was she never had time | |
When I used to call her she said " I' m busy honey" | |
Was it that she was busy or | |
I didn' t have money? | |
That does it, which one was it? | |
Cause on her free days she used to hang with her cousin | |
And on the weekends she used to like to rollerskate | |
I could never catch her, she always had to motivate | |
Never had time, she went out for self | |
Told me one day | |
I should find somebody else | |
Yeah, she' s right, that' s what | |
I too figured | |
Come to find out, she cut me off for a new nigga | |
I was hurt, things got hectic | |
But my man put me on and | |
I came out making records | |
Got a little fame in the industry game | |
I seen that hoe again, you know that bullshit changed | |
Running up saying " Finesse please listen!" | |
Would you believe the hoe? I' m a born again Christian! | |
Bullshit! | |
The hoe was trying to hide | |
She lost her man, plus her 9 to 5 | |
Telling me sorry, no hard feelings | |
The girl fell off like cracked paint on the ceiling | |
Nappy extentions, looking all bugged | |
Trying to catch me at all my shows at the clubs | |
Telling her friends " Finesse? Sure, he' s hype" He used to sweat me | |
Yeah, sure you' re right | |
Her best bet is to chill and stay home | |
Instead of always beeping me from the pay phone | |
Tying up my line, always interrupting me | |
Calling every hour just to say what' s up to me | |
Told her about the days when she acted all evil Finesse I used to like you | |
Sure, I believe you For real, can we be lovers to the end? | |
What about your man? Come on, he' s just a friend | |
What about your job? I didn' t like it, I quit | |
Why is you lying? | |
Save that shit! | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x |
zuò qǔ : Lord Finesse | |
Yeah, what' s up | |
Finesse? Lord Finesse 2 | |
Aw yeah! What' s up, money? LF1 | |
Just tripping on how girls used to be flipping last year LF2 | |
That' s understandable LF1 | |
Then I came out with the record, making a little papes LF2 | |
So what be going on? LF1 | |
So you always got girls saying " Finesse, remember last night' s action?" | |
You know what | |
I tell them? | |
I tell them to... | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
This is for the females that think | |
I' m not the same | |
Y' all think | |
I' m different because | |
I got a little fame | |
I remember y' all laughed and teased me | |
I wanted to make records, no one would believe me | |
I admit it was hard from the beginning | |
I used to strike out with the women | |
You know the females that be fronting and jiving | |
Don' t wanna see a brother until you' re paid and striving | |
You know the fly girls, the bad looking hotties | |
The ones that think they too good for everybody | |
Girls used to leave me and go because | |
I had no dough to show | |
Now I' m paid, told you so | |
Now fly you see, some girls be eyeing me | |
Hoes who used to diss me want to all say hi to me | |
Now I' m straight, making crazy papes | |
So they all be asking " When we singing on a date?" | |
This is not welfare, you gets no help here | |
So keep walking and take your ass elsewhere | |
I remember you dissed me a year back I was only playing | |
I' m not trying to hear that | |
Always fronting playing hard to get Finesse, I' m yours | |
Don' t give me that shit | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
I knew another girl who used to walk all proud | |
Could never say hi, she had her head in the clouds | |
I used to see her every day out the week | |
She was mute cause the hoe would never speak | |
Didn' t know things like " Excuse me" or " Thank you" | |
Sporting crazy jewels with extentions to her ankles | |
She wanted me to treat her like she was a damn star | |
Always fronting, driving her man' s car | |
It was all about her, 247 | |
Driving around calling everybody | |
Kevin She had good neck and kept all the girls panicking | |
Playing in town showing off like a mannequin | |
Brown sugar complexion, finelooking figure | |
Always winking and smiling just to fuck with a nigga | |
I asked her what' s up, she fronted and fessed | |
Playing like she' s too good for | |
Finesse She acted like she was all that on her high horse | |
She used to diss me, roll her windows up and drive off | |
Word up, she was known for acting stuck up | |
Now I' m paid, she fell off, that' s fucked up | |
I remember how she put me through hell | |
Her man' s in jail, she crashed his car, oh well | |
Look who' s the star of the picture now | |
Things are opposite, or should | |
I say switched around? Do you call her? | |
There' s no need to | |
Se be calling me saying " When can I see you?" | |
I guess she don' t remember how she treated me rotten | |
Talking and laughing like everything' s forgotten | |
She used to be teasing, now she' s hawking Finesse why you fronting? | |
Look who' s talking! | |
You used to diss my crew, said | |
I looked pitiful Come on Finesse, you know I want to get with you | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x | |
I met another girl, the fly side of them all, | |
G Had it going on plus a job on | |
Wall Street | |
Finally met a female | |
I can claim all mine | |
Problem was she never had time | |
When I used to call her she said " I' m busy honey" | |
Was it that she was busy or | |
I didn' t have money? | |
That does it, which one was it? | |
Cause on her free days she used to hang with her cousin | |
And on the weekends she used to like to rollerskate | |
I could never catch her, she always had to motivate | |
Never had time, she went out for self | |
Told me one day | |
I should find somebody else | |
Yeah, she' s right, that' s what | |
I too figured | |
Come to find out, she cut me off for a new nigga | |
I was hurt, things got hectic | |
But my man put me on and | |
I came out making records | |
Got a little fame in the industry game | |
I seen that hoe again, you know that bullshit changed | |
Running up saying " Finesse please listen!" | |
Would you believe the hoe? I' m a born again Christian! | |
Bullshit! | |
The hoe was trying to hide | |
She lost her man, plus her 9 to 5 | |
Telling me sorry, no hard feelings | |
The girl fell off like cracked paint on the ceiling | |
Nappy extentions, looking all bugged | |
Trying to catch me at all my shows at the clubs | |
Telling her friends " Finesse? Sure, he' s hype" He used to sweat me | |
Yeah, sure you' re right | |
Her best bet is to chill and stay home | |
Instead of always beeping me from the pay phone | |
Tying up my line, always interrupting me | |
Calling every hour just to say what' s up to me | |
Told her about the days when she acted all evil Finesse I used to like you | |
Sure, I believe you For real, can we be lovers to the end? | |
What about your man? Come on, he' s just a friend | |
What about your job? I didn' t like it, I quit | |
Why is you lying? | |
Save that shit! | |
Save that shit! Repeat 7x |