歌曲 | If The World Was Mine |
歌手 | TQ |
专辑 | They Never Saw Me Coming |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Alexander, Quaites | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
Yea mutha ******' | |
Jazze PhaGot me in line at one, twelve | |
All high and ******t huh | |
Thinkin' about what if the world was mine? | |
It'd be on in this mutha ******a | |
Check it out | |
I'd been thinkin' since the capital | |
Luck saw a baby kinda feel natural | |
Triple lights on the crap table | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
And every woman is a stripper | |
So you can tip her don't let it get'cha | |
Feel free to take her home wi'cha | |
I'd be in all the motion pictures | |
And every rip | |
I'm messin' with | |
Be a ten on the real ******t | |
And real ******s wouldn't have to try to be | |
Do I would never never action' violently | |
And even if you didn't ride wit me | |
You could still get high wit me | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun******ne | |
And everbody'd be free to smoke ****** with us | |
Shouldn't even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain't got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four | |
Wit all my ******s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up | |
And tell 'em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
I take a puff so | |
I can meditate | |
Bump down the street and ******s wouldn't play hate | |
This are tickets for the na nas | |
My own recliner what's the matter wit ya eyes? | |
Ain't ya high enough? | |
Cali ****** make 'em both swell | |
So quit talkin' and blaze one up | |
You in the middle of a world wide | |
Mission to get paid enough | |
Is the last ****** brave enough? | |
His ass got ate up his whip got laid up | |
She had to pay up my mind was made up | |
And stayed up one took seventeen beats and laced 'em up | |
Wit a plot to blow the place up | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun******ne | |
And everbody'd be free to smoke ****** wit us | |
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain't got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four | |
With all my ******s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up | |
And tell 'em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If I ruled the world | |
Block parties wit the | |
MexicansDominoes wit the best of idem | |
Black lex, purple pearl | |
In the city wit my next of kin | |
Doin' lots shoppin', | |
It's poppin' | |
We won't stoppin' to the loot runs out | |
But it's my ******t so that won't happen | |
Guaranteed to have ya all screamin' and clappin' | |
On a high that lasts ya all night | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun******ne | |
And everbody'd be free to smoke ****** wit us | |
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain't got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four | |
With all my ******s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and around 'em up | |
And tell 'em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun******ne | |
And everbody'd be free to smoke ****** wit us | |
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain't got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four | |
With all my ******s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up | |
And tell 'em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun******ne | |
And everbody'd be free to smoke ****** with us | |
Shouldn't even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain't got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four | |
With all my ******s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up | |
And tell 'em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine |
zuo qu : Alexander, Quaites | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
Yea mutha ' | |
Jazze PhaGot me in line at one, twelve | |
All high and t huh | |
Thinkin' about what if the world was mine? | |
It' d be on in this mutha a | |
Check it out | |
I' d been thinkin' since the capital | |
Luck saw a baby kinda feel natural | |
Triple lights on the crap table | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
And every woman is a stripper | |
So you can tip her don' t let it get' cha | |
Feel free to take her home wi' cha | |
I' d be in all the motion pictures | |
And every rip | |
I' m messin' with | |
Be a ten on the real t | |
And real s wouldn' t have to try to be | |
Do I would never never action' violently | |
And even if you didn' t ride wit me | |
You could still get high wit me | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke with us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
Wit all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
I take a puff so | |
I can meditate | |
Bump down the street and s wouldn' t play hate | |
This are tickets for the na nas | |
My own recliner what' s the matter wit ya eyes? | |
Ain' t ya high enough? | |
Cali make ' em both swell | |
So quit talkin' and blaze one up | |
You in the middle of a world wide | |
Mission to get paid enough | |
Is the last brave enough? | |
His ass got ate up his whip got laid up | |
She had to pay up my mind was made up | |
And stayed up one took seventeen beats and laced ' em up | |
Wit a plot to blow the place up | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If I ruled the world | |
Block parties wit the | |
MexicansDominoes wit the best of idem | |
Black lex, purple pearl | |
In the city wit my next of kin | |
Doin' lots shoppin', | |
It' s poppin' | |
We won' t stoppin' to the loot runs out | |
But it' s my t so that won' t happen | |
Guaranteed to have ya all screamin' and clappin' | |
On a high that lasts ya all night | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and around ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke with us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine |
zuò qǔ : Alexander, Quaites | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
Yea mutha ' | |
Jazze PhaGot me in line at one, twelve | |
All high and t huh | |
Thinkin' about what if the world was mine? | |
It' d be on in this mutha a | |
Check it out | |
I' d been thinkin' since the capital | |
Luck saw a baby kinda feel natural | |
Triple lights on the crap table | |
Seven, eleven, six and four | |
They all score | |
And every woman is a stripper | |
So you can tip her don' t let it get' cha | |
Feel free to take her home wi' cha | |
I' d be in all the motion pictures | |
And every rip | |
I' m messin' with | |
Be a ten on the real t | |
And real s wouldn' t have to try to be | |
Do I would never never action' violently | |
And even if you didn' t ride wit me | |
You could still get high wit me | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke with us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
Wit all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
I take a puff so | |
I can meditate | |
Bump down the street and s wouldn' t play hate | |
This are tickets for the na nas | |
My own recliner what' s the matter wit ya eyes? | |
Ain' t ya high enough? | |
Cali make ' em both swell | |
So quit talkin' and blaze one up | |
You in the middle of a world wide | |
Mission to get paid enough | |
Is the last brave enough? | |
His ass got ate up his whip got laid up | |
She had to pay up my mind was made up | |
And stayed up one took seventeen beats and laced ' em up | |
Wit a plot to blow the place up | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If I ruled the world | |
Block parties wit the | |
MexicansDominoes wit the best of idem | |
Black lex, purple pearl | |
In the city wit my next of kin | |
Doin' lots shoppin', | |
It' s poppin' | |
We won' t stoppin' to the loot runs out | |
But it' s my t so that won' t happen | |
Guaranteed to have ya all screamin' and clappin' | |
On a high that lasts ya all night | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and around ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke wit us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal wit one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine | |
You would never have to leave the sun ne | |
And everbody' d be free to smoke with us | |
Shouldn' t even have to deal with one time | |
Too many whips so we ain' t got time | |
If the world was mine | |
I' d roll a baby blue sixtyfour | |
With all my s down front | |
With the dubs up all night | |
Call all the thugs and ' round ' em up | |
And tell ' em all to come to my show | |
If the world was mine |