歌曲 | Get Off Me |
歌手 | Ludacris |
专辑 | Incognegro |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Chorus: | |
Get off me | |
But I on you all day | |
Get off me | |
I don think you wanna play | |
Verse 1: | |
You wanna rush me | |
You cant touch me trust me | |
Cause you way too dusty and rusty and musty | |
Just hold this shop up Ima make you pop up and lock up | |
Betta tell your friend to hold your jock up | |
You back up | |
You back up I? ready so sit down or go to your room | |
It ain nothing | |
A watch out boom | |
Call me the hitman cause Il make you | |
Wanna call time out | |
Then Il make your mom cry out | |
When I take your whole spine out | |
Then watch me take ya | |
And fake ya | |
And shake ya | |
And break ya | |
And send you on home to your maker | |
You should give up now for talking shit like that | |
Brother your nothing, your garbage better watch your back | |
(Chorus) | |
Verse 2: | |
OK now it the pastor jookin m | |
Showin my moves | |
Up in that 2000 Excursion riding on 22 | |
I hear the boo | |
But boo just get me more crunk | |
DSGB forever | |
We riding on punks | |
I thunk oh did I say thunk I meant thank | |
I think Il take the bleezo and another cup to drank | |
You ain but you can pretend to be homie | |
I stiff arming this busters just as soon as | |
They got on me | |
(Chorus) |
Chorus: | |
Get off me | |
But I on you all day | |
Get off me | |
I don think you wanna play | |
Verse 1: | |
You wanna rush me | |
You cant touch me trust me | |
Cause you way too dusty and rusty and musty | |
Just hold this shop up I ma make you pop up and lock up | |
Betta tell your friend to hold your jock up | |
You back up | |
You back up I? ready so sit down or go to your room | |
It ain nothing | |
A watch out boom | |
Call me the hitman cause I l make you | |
Wanna call time out | |
Then I l make your mom cry out | |
When I take your whole spine out | |
Then watch me take ya | |
And fake ya | |
And shake ya | |
And break ya | |
And send you on home to your maker | |
You should give up now for talking shit like that | |
Brother your nothing, your garbage better watch your back | |
Chorus | |
Verse 2: | |
OK now it the pastor jookin m | |
Showin my moves | |
Up in that 2000 Excursion riding on 22 | |
I hear the boo | |
But boo just get me more crunk | |
DSGB forever | |
We riding on punks | |
I thunk oh did I say thunk I meant thank | |
I think I l take the bleezo and another cup to drank | |
You ain but you can pretend to be homie | |
I stiff arming this busters just as soon as | |
They got on me | |
Chorus |
Chorus: | |
Get off me | |
But I on you all day | |
Get off me | |
I don think you wanna play | |
Verse 1: | |
You wanna rush me | |
You cant touch me trust me | |
Cause you way too dusty and rusty and musty | |
Just hold this shop up I ma make you pop up and lock up | |
Betta tell your friend to hold your jock up | |
You back up | |
You back up I? ready so sit down or go to your room | |
It ain nothing | |
A watch out boom | |
Call me the hitman cause I l make you | |
Wanna call time out | |
Then I l make your mom cry out | |
When I take your whole spine out | |
Then watch me take ya | |
And fake ya | |
And shake ya | |
And break ya | |
And send you on home to your maker | |
You should give up now for talking shit like that | |
Brother your nothing, your garbage better watch your back | |
Chorus | |
Verse 2: | |
OK now it the pastor jookin m | |
Showin my moves | |
Up in that 2000 Excursion riding on 22 | |
I hear the boo | |
But boo just get me more crunk | |
DSGB forever | |
We riding on punks | |
I thunk oh did I say thunk I meant thank | |
I think I l take the bleezo and another cup to drank | |
You ain but you can pretend to be homie | |
I stiff arming this busters just as soon as | |
They got on me | |
Chorus |