919 歌词
| 歌曲 | 919 |
| 歌手 | Petey Pablo |
| 专辑 | Diary Of A Sinner: 1st Entry |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] Ohhhhh (North Carolina) | |
| On, top (y'all better come on) | |
| Harvest (y'all bettter come on!) | |
| Petey Pablo (c'mon!) | |
| Abnormal, huhhh [Chorus] 9-1-9 mother****errrrr (WHAT!) 9 (WHAT!) 1 (WHAT!) 9 mother****er 9-1-9 mother****er | |
| I'm representin | |
| NINE, ONE, | |
| NINE mother****er! [Petey Pablo] | |
| Born and raised, precious year '73 | |
| Back then we knew how shit was gon' be, | |
| MOTHER**** | |
| ER! What you know about this year, my neck of the woods | |
| My nigga my hood, my | |
| God – they good to us | |
| Carolina Love my liquor house, club, my big girl, my son a thug | |
| My big, family with fifty-eleven cousins | |
| Ya heard? | |
| Huhhhh, Southern | |
| Magnoila belle | |
| No Limit, 'ouisiana, | |
| Dungeon, A- | |
| T-L It's a chain here, we the nation jump on boats with a load | |
| Get this Carolina show on the road | |
| Whodie I want billboards with my face all across the world | |
| With a outline of my state nigga, puffin it up | |
| Y'all feelin us, to the point you sloshin shit out your cup | |
| So the **** | |
| WHAT, they playin a club cut 'bout us | |
| Slosh out the rest of us, | |
| AHHHH, feel the rhyme | |
| Holla mother****in 9-1-9, uhhhhhh [Chorus - repeat 2X] [Petey Pablo] | |
| Look at us baby, on our way to fortune and fame | |
| Your main man done ****ed around and got us a name | |
| A mother****er don't really want a train-train but it still came and ain't stop the thang, y'knowmsayin? | |
| Now we in the game, don't know it now, oh you bound to bust down | |
| Oh it's on now! | |
| I put my whole | |
| STATE through the door | |
| Ohhh Lord, how you let them do that folk? | |
| Like I'm losin control, runnin mother****ers off the road, one-double- | |
| O 95 South 'til | |
| I get home, mannnn | |
| The country had to come there, poppa | |
| I love home | |
| And comin home, like | |
| I love my momma; pop the champagne partner | |
| **** it, drink it straight out the bottle | |
| **** work tomorrow, | |
| Carolina havin a party | |
| Get drunk as you wanna, get what'll get you tight | |
| Tonight is a nigga night, aight? | |
| Nigga get right | |
| Now with all your might, holla like your best friend died | |
| And his help number is 9-1-9, one time [Chorus - echoes at the end] "The number you requested, area code 9-1-9, will be automatically dialed..." [Petey Pablo] | |
| What, what! | |
| The whole feelin of this 9-1-9 give you the type of 9-1-9 kind of get high | |
| Nigga this the code of the world (people) | |
| You ain't gotta be from the 9, just holla loud, spit the shit out | |
| Man they lovin the | |
| South, loved it before but even more now | |
| Later who wants a response from the crowd | |
| Look how my niggaz holdin it down | |
| Screamin like they shit here out (it is how!) | |
| Mother****er feel the power! | |
| Represent yo' stompin ground | |
| Show 'em how it is at the house, y'all sold the **** out | |
| All together now, please, | |
| I need you so wow | |
| Just the law niggaz turned it down, comin too loud [Chorus - repeat 2X] |
| Intro Ohhhhh North Carolina | |
| On, top y' all better come on | |
| Harvest y' all bettter come on! | |
| Petey Pablo c' mon! | |
| Abnormal, huhhh Chorus 919 mother errrrr WHAT! 9 WHAT! 1 WHAT! 9 mother er 919 mother er | |
| I' m representin | |
| NINE, ONE, | |
| NINE mother er! Petey Pablo | |
| Born and raised, precious year ' 73 | |
| Back then we knew how shit was gon' be, | |
| MOTHER | |
| ER! What you know about this year, my neck of the woods | |
| My nigga my hood, my | |
| God they good to us | |
| Carolina Love my liquor house, club, my big girl, my son a thug | |
| My big, family with fiftyeleven cousins | |
| Ya heard? | |
| Huhhhh, Southern | |
| Magnoila belle | |
| No Limit, ' ouisiana, | |
| Dungeon, A | |
| TL It' s a chain here, we the nation jump on boats with a load | |
| Get this Carolina show on the road | |
| Whodie I want billboards with my face all across the world | |
| With a outline of my state nigga, puffin it up | |
| Y' all feelin us, to the point you sloshin shit out your cup | |
| So the | |
| WHAT, they playin a club cut ' bout us | |
| Slosh out the rest of us, | |
| AHHHH, feel the rhyme | |
| Holla mother in 919, uhhhhhh Chorus repeat 2X Petey Pablo | |
| Look at us baby, on our way to fortune and fame | |
| Your main man done ed around and got us a name | |
| A mother er don' t really want a traintrain but it still came and ain' t stop the thang, y' knowmsayin? | |
| Now we in the game, don' t know it now, oh you bound to bust down | |
| Oh it' s on now! | |
| I put my whole | |
| STATE through the door | |
| Ohhh Lord, how you let them do that folk? | |
| Like I' m losin control, runnin mother ers off the road, onedouble | |
| O 95 South ' til | |
| I get home, mannnn | |
| The country had to come there, poppa | |
| I love home | |
| And comin home, like | |
| I love my momma pop the champagne partner | |
| it, drink it straight out the bottle | |
| work tomorrow, | |
| Carolina havin a party | |
| Get drunk as you wanna, get what' ll get you tight | |
| Tonight is a nigga night, aight? | |
| Nigga get right | |
| Now with all your might, holla like your best friend died | |
| And his help number is 919, one time Chorus echoes at the end " The number you requested, area code 919, will be automatically dialed..." Petey Pablo | |
| What, what! | |
| The whole feelin of this 919 give you the type of 919 kind of get high | |
| Nigga this the code of the world people | |
| You ain' t gotta be from the 9, just holla loud, spit the shit out | |
| Man they lovin the | |
| South, loved it before but even more now | |
| Later who wants a response from the crowd | |
| Look how my niggaz holdin it down | |
| Screamin like they shit here out it is how! | |
| Mother er feel the power! | |
| Represent yo' stompin ground | |
| Show ' em how it is at the house, y' all sold the out | |
| All together now, please, | |
| I need you so wow | |
| Just the law niggaz turned it down, comin too loud Chorus repeat 2X |
| Intro Ohhhhh North Carolina | |
| On, top y' all better come on | |
| Harvest y' all bettter come on! | |
| Petey Pablo c' mon! | |
| Abnormal, huhhh Chorus 919 mother errrrr WHAT! 9 WHAT! 1 WHAT! 9 mother er 919 mother er | |
| I' m representin | |
| NINE, ONE, | |
| NINE mother er! Petey Pablo | |
| Born and raised, precious year ' 73 | |
| Back then we knew how shit was gon' be, | |
| MOTHER | |
| ER! What you know about this year, my neck of the woods | |
| My nigga my hood, my | |
| God they good to us | |
| Carolina Love my liquor house, club, my big girl, my son a thug | |
| My big, family with fiftyeleven cousins | |
| Ya heard? | |
| Huhhhh, Southern | |
| Magnoila belle | |
| No Limit, ' ouisiana, | |
| Dungeon, A | |
| TL It' s a chain here, we the nation jump on boats with a load | |
| Get this Carolina show on the road | |
| Whodie I want billboards with my face all across the world | |
| With a outline of my state nigga, puffin it up | |
| Y' all feelin us, to the point you sloshin shit out your cup | |
| So the | |
| WHAT, they playin a club cut ' bout us | |
| Slosh out the rest of us, | |
| AHHHH, feel the rhyme | |
| Holla mother in 919, uhhhhhh Chorus repeat 2X Petey Pablo | |
| Look at us baby, on our way to fortune and fame | |
| Your main man done ed around and got us a name | |
| A mother er don' t really want a traintrain but it still came and ain' t stop the thang, y' knowmsayin? | |
| Now we in the game, don' t know it now, oh you bound to bust down | |
| Oh it' s on now! | |
| I put my whole | |
| STATE through the door | |
| Ohhh Lord, how you let them do that folk? | |
| Like I' m losin control, runnin mother ers off the road, onedouble | |
| O 95 South ' til | |
| I get home, mannnn | |
| The country had to come there, poppa | |
| I love home | |
| And comin home, like | |
| I love my momma pop the champagne partner | |
| it, drink it straight out the bottle | |
| work tomorrow, | |
| Carolina havin a party | |
| Get drunk as you wanna, get what' ll get you tight | |
| Tonight is a nigga night, aight? | |
| Nigga get right | |
| Now with all your might, holla like your best friend died | |
| And his help number is 919, one time Chorus echoes at the end " The number you requested, area code 919, will be automatically dialed..." Petey Pablo | |
| What, what! | |
| The whole feelin of this 919 give you the type of 919 kind of get high | |
| Nigga this the code of the world people | |
| You ain' t gotta be from the 9, just holla loud, spit the shit out | |
| Man they lovin the | |
| South, loved it before but even more now | |
| Later who wants a response from the crowd | |
| Look how my niggaz holdin it down | |
| Screamin like they shit here out it is how! | |
| Mother er feel the power! | |
| Represent yo' stompin ground | |
| Show ' em how it is at the house, y' all sold the out | |
| All together now, please, | |
| I need you so wow | |
| Just the law niggaz turned it down, comin too loud Chorus repeat 2X |
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