歌曲 | Hot *** |
歌手 | A Tribe Called Quest |
专辑 | The Anthology |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/Malik Taylor | |
作曲 : Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/Malik Taylor | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Ayo, who wanna pull on Phifer long time no hear from | |
Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some | |
But that pop is non cypher, no can do | |
And if you think I'm a ****, then ask the other crew | |
And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow | |
I'm not lawn doctor so just step off with the hoe | |
Oops, my mistake I didn't know you went with her | |
Should I run down the line of the all the kids that done hit her | |
Don't be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter | |
Heard she likes to do one-one my man John Ritter | |
But back to the subject you can't catch wreck | |
You must get respect to earn respect | |
Suckers think they could herb me 'cuz know I where specks | |
You're full of jokes, but you, your name ain't Flex | |
I got the riches, the *******, I'm large like a Huxtable | |
You think you're all that but you're girl's quite do-able | |
Yeah, I'm tellin' you G, to back up off me | |
I'm not a mad cohort, but I'm not Mr. Softee | |
Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart | |
So forget the chart because the action can start | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk | |
I'm the undercover brother, dump your hoe in the trunk | |
Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers | |
*****z, step back, it's the lyrical worker | |
The poems that I create ain't in paper back books | |
The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks | |
My mental is excelling 'cuz I dabble in the books | |
I'm not the one to front on, so suboops-suboops | |
Yo, I gets the Pickens, I'm such a damn *****ens | |
If you step to this then the plot just thickens | |
I'll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog | |
To me, you're just another MC on the log | |
A link in the chain, fluid on the brain | |
I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardane | |
See, I can't maintain, especially if you come back | |
I'm the lyrical master blaster, yeah, I can do that | |
I can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home | |
'Cuz when I get done, I have her strung on bones | |
It's the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind | |
Makes me pick up and go when it's time to drop a rhyme | |
My title is locked, the abstract poetic | |
I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic | |
So smooth and debonair, especially for the ear | |
Gotta keep my thing in gear 'cuz it's evident and clear | |
That I will rock, rock, rock | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter | |
Hot *** on a platter |
zuo ci : Kamaal Fareed Ali Shaheed Muhammad Malik Taylor | |
zuo qu : Kamaal Fareed Ali Shaheed Muhammad Malik Taylor | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Ayo, who wanna pull on Phifer long time no hear from | |
Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some | |
But that pop is non cypher, no can do | |
And if you think I' m a , then ask the other crew | |
And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow | |
I' m not lawn doctor so just step off with the hoe | |
Oops, my mistake I didn' t know you went with her | |
Should I run down the line of the all the kids that done hit her | |
Don' t be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter | |
Heard she likes to do oneone my man John Ritter | |
But back to the subject you can' t catch wreck | |
You must get respect to earn respect | |
Suckers think they could herb me ' cuz know I where specks | |
You' re full of jokes, but you, your name ain' t Flex | |
I got the riches, the , I' m large like a Huxtable | |
You think you' re all that but you' re girl' s quite doable | |
Yeah, I' m tellin' you G, to back up off me | |
I' m not a mad cohort, but I' m not Mr. Softee | |
Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart | |
So forget the chart because the action can start | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk | |
I' m the undercover brother, dump your hoe in the trunk | |
Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers | |
z, step back, it' s the lyrical worker | |
The poems that I create ain' t in paper back books | |
The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks | |
My mental is excelling ' cuz I dabble in the books | |
I' m not the one to front on, so suboopssuboops | |
Yo, I gets the Pickens, I' m such a damn ens | |
If you step to this then the plot just thickens | |
I' ll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog | |
To me, you' re just another MC on the log | |
A link in the chain, fluid on the brain | |
I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardane | |
See, I can' t maintain, especially if you come back | |
I' m the lyrical master blaster, yeah, I can do that | |
I can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home | |
' Cuz when I get done, I have her strung on bones | |
It' s the nojoke pressure, that elevates my mind | |
Makes me pick up and go when it' s time to drop a rhyme | |
My title is locked, the abstract poetic | |
I' m in the idle mode but my energy' s kinetic | |
So smooth and debonair, especially for the ear | |
Gotta keep my thing in gear ' cuz it' s evident and clear | |
That I will rock, rock, rock | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter |
zuò cí : Kamaal Fareed Ali Shaheed Muhammad Malik Taylor | |
zuò qǔ : Kamaal Fareed Ali Shaheed Muhammad Malik Taylor | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Ayo, who wanna pull on Phifer long time no hear from | |
Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some | |
But that pop is non cypher, no can do | |
And if you think I' m a , then ask the other crew | |
And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow | |
I' m not lawn doctor so just step off with the hoe | |
Oops, my mistake I didn' t know you went with her | |
Should I run down the line of the all the kids that done hit her | |
Don' t be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter | |
Heard she likes to do oneone my man John Ritter | |
But back to the subject you can' t catch wreck | |
You must get respect to earn respect | |
Suckers think they could herb me ' cuz know I where specks | |
You' re full of jokes, but you, your name ain' t Flex | |
I got the riches, the , I' m large like a Huxtable | |
You think you' re all that but you' re girl' s quite doable | |
Yeah, I' m tellin' you G, to back up off me | |
I' m not a mad cohort, but I' m not Mr. Softee | |
Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart | |
So forget the chart because the action can start | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk | |
I' m the undercover brother, dump your hoe in the trunk | |
Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers | |
z, step back, it' s the lyrical worker | |
The poems that I create ain' t in paper back books | |
The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks | |
My mental is excelling ' cuz I dabble in the books | |
I' m not the one to front on, so suboopssuboops | |
Yo, I gets the Pickens, I' m such a damn ens | |
If you step to this then the plot just thickens | |
I' ll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog | |
To me, you' re just another MC on the log | |
A link in the chain, fluid on the brain | |
I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardane | |
See, I can' t maintain, especially if you come back | |
I' m the lyrical master blaster, yeah, I can do that | |
I can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home | |
' Cuz when I get done, I have her strung on bones | |
It' s the nojoke pressure, that elevates my mind | |
Makes me pick up and go when it' s time to drop a rhyme | |
My title is locked, the abstract poetic | |
I' m in the idle mode but my energy' s kinetic | |
So smooth and debonair, especially for the ear | |
Gotta keep my thing in gear ' cuz it' s evident and clear | |
That I will rock, rock, rock | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter | |
Hot on a platter |