歌曲 | Bond |
歌手 | Slick Rick |
专辑 | The Ruler's Back |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Yeah, boy! | |
Check it out slick, ya know what i'm sayin? | |
No complaining | |
I reached my destination and its raining | |
I'm in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
Said "chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
Murder of the nigga?" | |
Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i'm out, i hear a weeping | |
One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
(to who) some lady that thought i'm charming | |
Please, the way i is i don't even have to say hon, | |
So who's a don? | |
You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
The name's bond! | |
Well, i'm outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
Said "excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
"around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said "stop hawking" | |
Shook me off at twenty-thou, the bond got up walking | |
They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
I'm on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
Who the don? | |
Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
The name's bond! | |
Back at home in new york, i didn't want to get too overfly | |
You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? (pimp!) | |
Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that's annoyed | |
It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten (reowr!) | |
Trouble for the double 0? wouldn't swallow that | |
Who's the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
Whore said "you're late!" i don't wanna hear none of your dissing | |
Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
So who's a don? | |
Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
The name's bond! |
Yeah, boy! | |
Check it out slick, ya know what i' m sayin? | |
No complaining | |
I reached my destination and its raining | |
I' m in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
Said " chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
Murder of the nigga?" | |
Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i' m out, i hear a weeping | |
One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
to who some lady that thought i' m charming | |
Please, the way i is i don' t even have to say hon, | |
So who' s a don? | |
You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
The name' s bond! | |
Well, i' m outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
Said " excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
" around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said " stop hawking" | |
Shook me off at twentythou, the bond got up walking | |
They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
I' m on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
Who the don? | |
Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
The name' s bond! | |
Back at home in new york, i didn' t want to get too overfly | |
You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? pimp! | |
Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that' s annoyed | |
It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten reowr! | |
Trouble for the double 0? wouldn' t swallow that | |
Who' s the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
Whore said " you' re late!" i don' t wanna hear none of your dissing | |
Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
So who' s a don? | |
Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
The name' s bond! |
Yeah, boy! | |
Check it out slick, ya know what i' m sayin? | |
No complaining | |
I reached my destination and its raining | |
I' m in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
Said " chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
Murder of the nigga?" | |
Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i' m out, i hear a weeping | |
One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
to who some lady that thought i' m charming | |
Please, the way i is i don' t even have to say hon, | |
So who' s a don? | |
You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
The name' s bond! | |
Well, i' m outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
Said " excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
" around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said " stop hawking" | |
Shook me off at twentythou, the bond got up walking | |
They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
I' m on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
Who the don? | |
Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
The name' s bond! | |
Back at home in new york, i didn' t want to get too overfly | |
You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? pimp! | |
Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that' s annoyed | |
It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten reowr! | |
Trouble for the double 0? wouldn' t swallow that | |
Who' s the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
Whore said " you' re late!" i don' t wanna hear none of your dissing | |
Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
So who' s a don? | |
Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
The name' s bond! |