歌曲 | goin truuu |
歌手 | MIKE |
专辑 | tears of joy |
作词 : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
作曲 : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
[Intro] | |
We gots to get paid | |
Paid, paid | |
Ayy | |
[Verse] | |
Who want it with the kid from the motherland? | |
Pass daps and the spliff to my brother hand | |
Can't pick from the dish of another man | |
I be spending days sick, just wondering | |
’Member back then, shit, I was stuttering | |
Know where the bread is, looking where the butter | |
Too, too grown for the other shit | |
I be hurting, smoking ****, stay numbing it | |
Want the whole, do the most for just some of it | |
A lot of niggas talk shit, don't run with it | |
Cops skullies and bubbles when the summer end | |
Potbelly, in trouble with the government | |
Pop Henny and a double, you can summon him | |
Drive heavy 'cause we coming with the luggages | |
Who, who, who knows him? | |
Forget his lyrics when he thinking, lose focus | |
Who wrote this? | |
Better bring him out the genie bottle, hoping | |
Must be clinging to this teenie-tiny token | |
Crib, we chilling, probably with Medhane smoking | |
Through the wind beside me, in it, I be floating, I be floating | |
[Chorus] | |
Who want it with the kid? Who want it? | |
Who want it with the kid? Who want it? Who? | |
Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it with the kid? Uh | |
Who want it? Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it? Who? Who? | |
Who want it? | |
Who want it with the kid? Who? Who? | |
Who? | |
[Outro: Anuoluwapo Sandra Akinboboye (MIKE's late mother)] | |
With the blood of Jesus | |
Talk to you in the morning, okay? | |
Blessings, more blessings to all of you | |
I ring you guys with the blood of Jesus | |
Michael, I send you an offer | |
The blood of Jesus, no stressing | |
Don’t stress, my baby | |
It has been done already |
zuò cí : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
zuò qǔ : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
Intro | |
We gots to get paid | |
Paid, paid | |
Ayy | |
Verse | |
Who want it with the kid from the motherland? | |
Pass daps and the spliff to my brother hand | |
Can' t pick from the dish of another man | |
I be spending days sick, just wondering | |
' Member back then, shit, I was stuttering | |
Know where the bread is, looking where the butter | |
Too, too grown for the other shit | |
I be hurting, smoking , stay numbing it | |
Want the whole, do the most for just some of it | |
A lot of niggas talk shit, don' t run with it | |
Cops skullies and bubbles when the summer end | |
Potbelly, in trouble with the government | |
Pop Henny and a double, you can summon him | |
Drive heavy ' cause we coming with the luggages | |
Who, who, who knows him? | |
Forget his lyrics when he thinking, lose focus | |
Who wrote this? | |
Better bring him out the genie bottle, hoping | |
Must be clinging to this teenietiny token | |
Crib, we chilling, probably with Medhane smoking | |
Through the wind beside me, in it, I be floating, I be floating | |
Chorus | |
Who want it with the kid? Who want it? | |
Who want it with the kid? Who want it? Who? | |
Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it with the kid? Uh | |
Who want it? Who want it with the kid? | |
Who want it? Who? Who? | |
Who want it? | |
Who want it with the kid? Who? Who? | |
Who? | |
Outro: Anuoluwapo Sandra Akinboboye MIKE' s late mother | |
With the blood of Jesus | |
Talk to you in the morning, okay? | |
Blessings, more blessings to all of you | |
I ring you guys with the blood of Jesus | |
Michael, I send you an offer | |
The blood of Jesus, no stressing | |
Don' t stress, my baby | |
It has been done already |