歌曲 | Fly Talkin' Go Home - Album Version (Explicit) |
歌手 | Lil Wayne |
专辑 | 500 Degreez |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thomas, Williams | |
(Chorus:) | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper | |
(Lil' Wayne:) | |
Now ho don't ask me what I'm doing, thats me in the hook. | |
And I just keep on getting it getting it like a ni' in the book | |
Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh' | |
If your bitch don't know the rules, I will read her the book. | |
I got the key to the boat, I got the key to the jet. | |
I got the key to success, get money invest. | |
Read up with the rest. I got a Swedish connect. | |
That means my weed is the best, yoke to even the stress. | |
OK, the coupe is ridiculous and the jeep is a mess. | |
That's called my bullets and lugers, I put 'em deep in your neck. | |
Adam's apple meet banana clip. | |
You know my script, I just get my chips and then I dip, and then I dip. | |
They say the bullshit walks, the money talks. | |
So I don't answer, I don't answer unless the money calls. | |
Yeah that's my word, thats my word know I will front for y'all. | |
Its money over everything and bitches under all. M.O.B! | |
(Chorus) | |
(Birdman:) | |
I say uptown cobblin', uptown rockin', uptown niggas. | |
It's the home of the hard knocks. | |
Cook up a whole block. Hit it up in all white. | |
Ridin' with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice. | |
Shop 'till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho. | |
Got the game from Pixie's, second floor sixth court. | |
Bling bling king nigga, money ain't a thing nigga. | |
Ridin' in a Lamborghini, suicidal regal wings. | |
Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers. | |
Coming through the attic, 20 in the heli-chopper. | |
Zip it and whip it nigga, that's how we ship it, nigga. | |
Burn it and light it then we flip it and we hit it, nigga. | |
I spent a mill on my grill for real. | |
'Cause we be stunting while we hustling, nigga making his meals. | |
We be grindin' while we shinin', nigga packin' that steel | |
Stay fly, get money, nigga stackin' the bills. | |
(Chorus) | |
(Birdman:) | |
I say, we deep in the game, nigga. we switching the lanes, nigga | |
Got blood money homie. No pain, no gain, nigga. | |
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name, nigga. | |
That's what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga. | |
Hop out a range, nigga. Fang in hand, nigga. | |
Stop all that reppin', 'fore I... send some flames, nigga. | |
All this money, nigga. Jewelry and fame, nigga. | |
'Cause we be stuntin', nigga. Moving them things, nigga. | |
(Lil' Wayne:) | |
Paper paper, paper. All I need is paper. Green paper. | |
White chalk, yellow tape will, make your shirt look like you got on the butcher's aprin. | |
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga. | |
Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound. | |
I'm just chillin' but my money still running 'round. | |
Yeah, and I just do's what I does. | |
You niggas couldn't even be who I was. |
zuo ci : Thomas, Williams | |
Chorus: | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I' m all, I' m all about my paper, I' m all, I' m all about my paper | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I' m all, I' m all about my paper, I' m all, I' m all about my paper | |
Lil' Wayne: | |
Now ho don' t ask me what I' m doing, thats me in the hook. | |
And I just keep on getting it getting it like a ni' in the book | |
Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh' | |
If your bitch don' t know the rules, I will read her the book. | |
I got the key to the boat, I got the key to the jet. | |
I got the key to success, get money invest. | |
Read up with the rest. I got a Swedish connect. | |
That means my weed is the best, yoke to even the stress. | |
OK, the coupe is ridiculous and the jeep is a mess. | |
That' s called my bullets and lugers, I put ' em deep in your neck. | |
Adam' s apple meet banana clip. | |
You know my script, I just get my chips and then I dip, and then I dip. | |
They say the bullshit walks, the money talks. | |
So I don' t answer, I don' t answer unless the money calls. | |
Yeah that' s my word, thats my word know I will front for y' all. | |
Its money over everything and bitches under all. M. O. B! | |
Chorus | |
Birdman: | |
I say uptown cobblin', uptown rockin', uptown niggas. | |
It' s the home of the hard knocks. | |
Cook up a whole block. Hit it up in all white. | |
Ridin' with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice. | |
Shop ' till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho. | |
Got the game from Pixie' s, second floor sixth court. | |
Bling bling king nigga, money ain' t a thing nigga. | |
Ridin' in a Lamborghini, suicidal regal wings. | |
Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers. | |
Coming through the attic, 20 in the helichopper. | |
Zip it and whip it nigga, that' s how we ship it, nigga. | |
Burn it and light it then we flip it and we hit it, nigga. | |
I spent a mill on my grill for real. | |
' Cause we be stunting while we hustling, nigga making his meals. | |
We be grindin' while we shinin', nigga packin' that steel | |
Stay fly, get money, nigga stackin' the bills. | |
Chorus | |
Birdman: | |
I say, we deep in the game, nigga. we switching the lanes, nigga | |
Got blood money homie. No pain, no gain, nigga. | |
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name, nigga. | |
That' s what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga. | |
Hop out a range, nigga. Fang in hand, nigga. | |
Stop all that reppin', ' fore I... send some flames, nigga. | |
All this money, nigga. Jewelry and fame, nigga. | |
' Cause we be stuntin', nigga. Moving them things, nigga. | |
Lil' Wayne: | |
Paper paper, paper. All I need is paper. Green paper. | |
White chalk, yellow tape will, make your shirt look like you got on the butcher' s aprin. | |
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga. | |
Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound. | |
I' m just chillin' but my money still running ' round. | |
Yeah, and I just do' s what I does. | |
You niggas couldn' t even be who I was. |
zuò cí : Thomas, Williams | |
Chorus: | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I' m all, I' m all about my paper, I' m all, I' m all about my paper | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
We over here hustlin', we over here | |
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin' | |
I' m all, I' m all about my paper, I' m all, I' m all about my paper | |
Lil' Wayne: | |
Now ho don' t ask me what I' m doing, thats me in the hook. | |
And I just keep on getting it getting it like a ni' in the book | |
Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh' | |
If your bitch don' t know the rules, I will read her the book. | |
I got the key to the boat, I got the key to the jet. | |
I got the key to success, get money invest. | |
Read up with the rest. I got a Swedish connect. | |
That means my weed is the best, yoke to even the stress. | |
OK, the coupe is ridiculous and the jeep is a mess. | |
That' s called my bullets and lugers, I put ' em deep in your neck. | |
Adam' s apple meet banana clip. | |
You know my script, I just get my chips and then I dip, and then I dip. | |
They say the bullshit walks, the money talks. | |
So I don' t answer, I don' t answer unless the money calls. | |
Yeah that' s my word, thats my word know I will front for y' all. | |
Its money over everything and bitches under all. M. O. B! | |
Chorus | |
Birdman: | |
I say uptown cobblin', uptown rockin', uptown niggas. | |
It' s the home of the hard knocks. | |
Cook up a whole block. Hit it up in all white. | |
Ridin' with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice. | |
Shop ' till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho. | |
Got the game from Pixie' s, second floor sixth court. | |
Bling bling king nigga, money ain' t a thing nigga. | |
Ridin' in a Lamborghini, suicidal regal wings. | |
Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers. | |
Coming through the attic, 20 in the helichopper. | |
Zip it and whip it nigga, that' s how we ship it, nigga. | |
Burn it and light it then we flip it and we hit it, nigga. | |
I spent a mill on my grill for real. | |
' Cause we be stunting while we hustling, nigga making his meals. | |
We be grindin' while we shinin', nigga packin' that steel | |
Stay fly, get money, nigga stackin' the bills. | |
Chorus | |
Birdman: | |
I say, we deep in the game, nigga. we switching the lanes, nigga | |
Got blood money homie. No pain, no gain, nigga. | |
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name, nigga. | |
That' s what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga. | |
Hop out a range, nigga. Fang in hand, nigga. | |
Stop all that reppin', ' fore I... send some flames, nigga. | |
All this money, nigga. Jewelry and fame, nigga. | |
' Cause we be stuntin', nigga. Moving them things, nigga. | |
Lil' Wayne: | |
Paper paper, paper. All I need is paper. Green paper. | |
White chalk, yellow tape will, make your shirt look like you got on the butcher' s aprin. | |
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga. | |
Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound. | |
I' m just chillin' but my money still running ' round. | |
Yeah, and I just do' s what I does. | |
You niggas couldn' t even be who I was. |