Worry Me - Album Version (Explicit) 歌词
| 歌曲 | Worry Me - Album Version (Explicit) |
| 歌手 | Lil Wayne |
| 专辑 | 500 Degreez |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
| (Hook) | |
| You gotta walk like a (soldier) | |
| Talk like a (stunna) | |
| Move like a (player) | |
| And get it like a (hustler) | |
| You gotta walk like a (soldier) | |
| Talk like a (stunna) | |
| Move like a (player) | |
| And get it like a (hustler) | |
| Because I won't let y'all worry me | |
| I got something chrome that I carry with me | |
| It's Young Weezy Wee y'all ain't scaring me | |
| I'm the seventeen don till they bury me | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay | |
| I'm H-O-T-B-O-Y ay ay | |
| I'm so fly I'm the Birdman Jaya | |
| Stunting in the gray uh | |
| Shortie play your player | |
| Slick clean hey ya | |
| Fifteen riding with me spray ya | |
| You don't want no drama with me play fa | |
| Keep low or it's murda she wrote pussy nigga | |
| I gotta keep it cooking cuz the streets still hot for a shooking | |
| Plus my late pops still looking | |
| Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp | |
| Think it's all big fish I don ate the shrimp | |
| Roll out with the hood cuz I'm so damn street | |
| I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me | |
| And that's how Weezy Wee be | |
| And y'all gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me | |
| (Hook) | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| I'm riding and I'm dolo on my way to the stizzo | |
| Knowing on my waist is the sizzo | |
| Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol | |
| Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil | |
| Mami want me cuz I got pimping potential | |
| I stick to my mental | |
| Don't make me stick my fifth to your temple | |
| Forget I'm getting rich for a cent | |
| Bitch I'm coming get you for my baby mama's rent I will flip you | |
| 90 on the highway seeing what the whip do | |
| Cops get behind me they want see the whip too | |
| S-Q professor C-M-B alumni | |
| Everybody else fails except the young guy | |
| Don't worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine | |
| Got the biggest nuts up in here nigga I swung mine | |
| The streets taught me never to fear nigga I run mine | |
| I can't lose cuz I won mine | |
| Now run yourself | |
| (Hook) | |
| (Verse 3) | |
| I got five drinks with me | |
| And there be four chunks of dro up in my lung pipe | |
| Three guns | |
| Two bitches | |
| And all I need is one knife | |
| And I bet you don't like | |
| C'mon we only get one life | |
| And if it's done right | |
| Freak a nigga might wife her | |
| You know S-Q galore low chop three striper | |
| I'm just trying to keep paper | |
| Please, don't be a hater cuz he'll take ya Weeze | |
| Don't be a major cuz he greater | |
| Cheese gon feed Nate | |
| Brother it's keys or emceeing | |
| And I'm a C-O-A cuz I can move yay | |
| Like you never thought hard or soft like a duck | |
| And y'all don't starve me | |
| That shit could be bad for your heartbeat | |
| Cash'll get you snatched in a heartbeat | |
| Mash in a mad dash in a Cadillac with the alligator dashboard | |
| Damn whore | |
| Yeah I know | |
| (Hook) |
| zuo ci : Carter, Thomas | |
| Hook | |
| You gotta walk like a soldier | |
| Talk like a stunna | |
| Move like a player | |
| And get it like a hustler | |
| You gotta walk like a soldier | |
| Talk like a stunna | |
| Move like a player | |
| And get it like a hustler | |
| Because I won' t let y' all worry me | |
| I got something chrome that I carry with me | |
| It' s Young Weezy Wee y' all ain' t scaring me | |
| I' m the seventeen don till they bury me | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay | |
| I' m HOTBOY ay ay | |
| I' m so fly I' m the Birdman Jaya | |
| Stunting in the gray uh | |
| Shortie play your player | |
| Slick clean hey ya | |
| Fifteen riding with me spray ya | |
| You don' t want no drama with me play fa | |
| Keep low or it' s murda she wrote pussy nigga | |
| I gotta keep it cooking cuz the streets still hot for a shooking | |
| Plus my late pops still looking | |
| Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp | |
| Think it' s all big fish I don ate the shrimp | |
| Roll out with the hood cuz I' m so damn street | |
| I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me | |
| And that' s how Weezy Wee be | |
| And y' all gon RESPECT me | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I' m riding and I' m dolo on my way to the stizzo | |
| Knowing on my waist is the sizzo | |
| Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol | |
| Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil | |
| Mami want me cuz I got pimping potential | |
| I stick to my mental | |
| Don' t make me stick my fifth to your temple | |
| Forget I' m getting rich for a cent | |
| Bitch I' m coming get you for my baby mama' s rent I will flip you | |
| 90 on the highway seeing what the whip do | |
| Cops get behind me they want see the whip too | |
| SQ professor CMB alumni | |
| Everybody else fails except the young guy | |
| Don' t worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine | |
| Got the biggest nuts up in here nigga I swung mine | |
| The streets taught me never to fear nigga I run mine | |
| I can' t lose cuz I won mine | |
| Now run yourself | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I got five drinks with me | |
| And there be four chunks of dro up in my lung pipe | |
| Three guns | |
| Two bitches | |
| And all I need is one knife | |
| And I bet you don' t like | |
| C' mon we only get one life | |
| And if it' s done right | |
| Freak a nigga might wife her | |
| You know SQ galore low chop three striper | |
| I' m just trying to keep paper | |
| Please, don' t be a hater cuz he' ll take ya Weeze | |
| Don' t be a major cuz he greater | |
| Cheese gon feed Nate | |
| Brother it' s keys or emceeing | |
| And I' m a COA cuz I can move yay | |
| Like you never thought hard or soft like a duck | |
| And y' all don' t starve me | |
| That shit could be bad for your heartbeat | |
| Cash' ll get you snatched in a heartbeat | |
| Mash in a mad dash in a Cadillac with the alligator dashboard | |
| Damn whore | |
| Yeah I know | |
| Hook |
| zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
| Hook | |
| You gotta walk like a soldier | |
| Talk like a stunna | |
| Move like a player | |
| And get it like a hustler | |
| You gotta walk like a soldier | |
| Talk like a stunna | |
| Move like a player | |
| And get it like a hustler | |
| Because I won' t let y' all worry me | |
| I got something chrome that I carry with me | |
| It' s Young Weezy Wee y' all ain' t scaring me | |
| I' m the seventeen don till they bury me | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay | |
| I' m HOTBOY ay ay | |
| I' m so fly I' m the Birdman Jaya | |
| Stunting in the gray uh | |
| Shortie play your player | |
| Slick clean hey ya | |
| Fifteen riding with me spray ya | |
| You don' t want no drama with me play fa | |
| Keep low or it' s murda she wrote pussy nigga | |
| I gotta keep it cooking cuz the streets still hot for a shooking | |
| Plus my late pops still looking | |
| Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp | |
| Think it' s all big fish I don ate the shrimp | |
| Roll out with the hood cuz I' m so damn street | |
| I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me | |
| And that' s how Weezy Wee be | |
| And y' all gon RESPECT me | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I' m riding and I' m dolo on my way to the stizzo | |
| Knowing on my waist is the sizzo | |
| Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol | |
| Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil | |
| Mami want me cuz I got pimping potential | |
| I stick to my mental | |
| Don' t make me stick my fifth to your temple | |
| Forget I' m getting rich for a cent | |
| Bitch I' m coming get you for my baby mama' s rent I will flip you | |
| 90 on the highway seeing what the whip do | |
| Cops get behind me they want see the whip too | |
| SQ professor CMB alumni | |
| Everybody else fails except the young guy | |
| Don' t worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine | |
| Got the biggest nuts up in here nigga I swung mine | |
| The streets taught me never to fear nigga I run mine | |
| I can' t lose cuz I won mine | |
| Now run yourself | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I got five drinks with me | |
| And there be four chunks of dro up in my lung pipe | |
| Three guns | |
| Two bitches | |
| And all I need is one knife | |
| And I bet you don' t like | |
| C' mon we only get one life | |
| And if it' s done right | |
| Freak a nigga might wife her | |
| You know SQ galore low chop three striper | |
| I' m just trying to keep paper | |
| Please, don' t be a hater cuz he' ll take ya Weeze | |
| Don' t be a major cuz he greater | |
| Cheese gon feed Nate | |
| Brother it' s keys or emceeing | |
| And I' m a COA cuz I can move yay | |
| Like you never thought hard or soft like a duck | |
| And y' all don' t starve me | |
| That shit could be bad for your heartbeat | |
| Cash' ll get you snatched in a heartbeat | |
| Mash in a mad dash in a Cadillac with the alligator dashboard | |
| Damn whore | |
| Yeah I know | |
| Hook |
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