歌曲 | Jam Y'all |
歌手 | Petey Pablo |
专辑 | Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry |
作曲 : Barrett, Clinton, Hardnett ... | |
Ay, check this out, this the | |
Carolina Birddog | |
AKA Ginboy, | |
Mister Ginboy, y'all know what it is | |
I got my man gotto in the house tonight | |
I got my homeboy | |
Bryan in the house tonight | |
We gone represent, | |
Carolina we back baby | |
Holla atcha boy | |
We came to fill the gap in the game | |
The helicopter man took and bought him a plane | |
Now I guess | |
I'm just gone have to pick me a name | |
To place cross the face of my new runway | |
International roller, while y'all still ridin' round local | |
Crusin' through in somethin' chopped off at the roof | |
Tearin' up my baby doll new hair-do | |
Candy painted sittin' on some brand new shoes | |
Ain't studying nothin' lesser than them 22's | |
Actin' a fool, by the hip-hop and the music | |
Doin' tricks, hittin' switches like | |
All us sittin' on dubs and all our gals cut 'cuz | |
Y'all broke, and can't get shit from us | |
Besides a mother****in'' dick to suck, c'mon | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Carolina nigga got the game on lock | |
You can tell a pimp nigga when you see his car | |
Still tickin' passin' him with two bad hoes | |
Window rolled down so his curls can blow | |
That boy from the west coast, naw | |
I don't thank so | |
I thank he from down south, where they get low | |
To the window | |
Dual pipes and vogues sippin' gin, head in the wind, you seen it before | |
You know how we roll, cars both sides of the road | |
Like a mother****in' pimp nigga, watch me hoe | |
Cut that shit down, what he talking bout | |
He just mad 'cuz, his girlfriend turned out | |
Look at that bitch in that truck, bouncin' that butt | |
Look at that bitch in that truck, bouncin' that butt | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Aight, now what we do right now | |
We gone go back | |
Way back, c'mon c'mon | |
Yo momma, yo daddy, yo greasy greasy grand mammy | |
These girls scandalous, got holes in they panties | |
Got big behinds like | |
Frankenstein | |
Breathe smell just as shitty and got meatballs on they titty | |
And got scrambled eggs down 'tween they legs | |
Ain't yo girlfriend pretty | |
Yeah this is another | |
Lil' John production | |
Petey Pablo, y'all what it is set it off | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
You know I'd like to come over there | |
And just choke the life outta ya right in front of | |
JesusWelcome, welcome |
zuò qǔ : Barrett, Clinton, Hardnett ... | |
Ay, check this out, this the | |
Carolina Birddog | |
AKA Ginboy, | |
Mister Ginboy, y' all know what it is | |
I got my man gotto in the house tonight | |
I got my homeboy | |
Bryan in the house tonight | |
We gone represent, | |
Carolina we back baby | |
Holla atcha boy | |
We came to fill the gap in the game | |
The helicopter man took and bought him a plane | |
Now I guess | |
I' m just gone have to pick me a name | |
To place cross the face of my new runway | |
International roller, while y' all still ridin' round local | |
Crusin' through in somethin' chopped off at the roof | |
Tearin' up my baby doll new hairdo | |
Candy painted sittin' on some brand new shoes | |
Ain' t studying nothin' lesser than them 22' s | |
Actin' a fool, by the hiphop and the music | |
Doin' tricks, hittin' switches like | |
All us sittin' on dubs and all our gals cut ' cuz | |
Y' all broke, and can' t get shit from us | |
Besides a mother in'' dick to suck, c' mon | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Carolina nigga got the game on lock | |
You can tell a pimp nigga when you see his car | |
Still tickin' passin' him with two bad hoes | |
Window rolled down so his curls can blow | |
That boy from the west coast, naw | |
I don' t thank so | |
I thank he from down south, where they get low | |
To the window | |
Dual pipes and vogues sippin' gin, head in the wind, you seen it before | |
You know how we roll, cars both sides of the road | |
Like a mother in' pimp nigga, watch me hoe | |
Cut that shit down, what he talking bout | |
He just mad ' cuz, his girlfriend turned out | |
Look at that bitch in that truck, bouncin' that butt | |
Look at that bitch in that truck, bouncin' that butt | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Aight, now what we do right now | |
We gone go back | |
Way back, c' mon c' mon | |
Yo momma, yo daddy, yo greasy greasy grand mammy | |
These girls scandalous, got holes in they panties | |
Got big behinds like | |
Frankenstein | |
Breathe smell just as shitty and got meatballs on they titty | |
And got scrambled eggs down ' tween they legs | |
Ain' t yo girlfriend pretty | |
Yeah this is another | |
Lil' John production | |
Petey Pablo, y' all what it is set it off | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
Shit, gotdamn, get off yo ass and jam | |
You know I' d like to come over there | |
And just choke the life outta ya right in front of | |
JesusWelcome, welcome |