歌曲 | As The Rim Spins |
歌手 | Bubba Sparxxx |
专辑 | The Charm |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brown, Mathis, Murray, Wade | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh | |
I'm on, I'm grown, | |
I'm so in my zone | |
You ain't gotta tell me, | |
I know this my home | |
Throw me my phone, let me call up anybody | |
Who don't know about it? | |
And tell 'em | |
I am him, pale and not so slim | |
But I shine bright even when it's dark and grim | |
She marched on in but she far from a saint | |
No use pretendin' that you are what you ain't' | |
Cause you're startin' to taint what once was pure | |
Irregardless | |
I must endure' | |
Cause what's for sure, is that | |
I am blessed | |
Just give me what | |
I'm owed and | |
I might get rest | |
See, slight success only brings more hunger | |
But don't you mistake lightning for thunder' | |
Cause thunder just rumbles, lightning strikes | |
Like me of great faith, then white's hype | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain't slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye 'til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can't get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Just draw the play up and run it | |
Vision, something that's great, | |
I've become it | |
I played it and won it and profited it from it | |
A wonderful life and with honor | |
I've done it | |
But you gotta confront it, it's permanent shorty | |
Feel the flames is burnin' you softly | |
Yes, these lames is certainly salty | |
That's how | |
I know that the burden off me | |
All I really ever wanted in my whole life | |
Was to stay the whole night, in the morning no flight | |
To have my own wife, instead of havin' to borrow | |
Johnny's in | |
Philly and | |
Chad's in | |
TorontoI ask for a lot though, thus | |
I accept it | |
I'm gonna die lonely, big money's my homey | |
So Betty, why don't we proceed to the suite? | |
My pet snake skeet, so eager to meet, yeah | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain't slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye 'til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can't get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
I'm special, especially when these lames is next to me | |
Every check | |
I see, bring the flex outta me | |
Girl, I'll pay for your love and the sex | |
I'll freeOkay, don't play, you gon' stay, then stay | |
But if you afraid of livin', then you ain't really wit it | |
Then please be on your way, with no delay | |
They say only the strong survive | |
And it seems that you gotta do wrong to thrive | |
But the truth ain't dead, | |
I'm so alive | |
You don't want me to shine? | |
Then close your eyes | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain't slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye 'til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can't get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain't slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye 'til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can't get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again |
zuo qu : Brown, Mathis, Murray, Wade | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh | |
I' m on, I' m grown, | |
I' m so in my zone | |
You ain' t gotta tell me, | |
I know this my home | |
Throw me my phone, let me call up anybody | |
Who don' t know about it? | |
And tell ' em | |
I am him, pale and not so slim | |
But I shine bright even when it' s dark and grim | |
She marched on in but she far from a saint | |
No use pretendin' that you are what you ain' t' | |
Cause you' re startin' to taint what once was pure | |
Irregardless | |
I must endure' | |
Cause what' s for sure, is that | |
I am blessed | |
Just give me what | |
I' m owed and | |
I might get rest | |
See, slight success only brings more hunger | |
But don' t you mistake lightning for thunder' | |
Cause thunder just rumbles, lightning strikes | |
Like me of great faith, then white' s hype | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Just draw the play up and run it | |
Vision, something that' s great, | |
I' ve become it | |
I played it and won it and profited it from it | |
A wonderful life and with honor | |
I' ve done it | |
But you gotta confront it, it' s permanent shorty | |
Feel the flames is burnin' you softly | |
Yes, these lames is certainly salty | |
That' s how | |
I know that the burden off me | |
All I really ever wanted in my whole life | |
Was to stay the whole night, in the morning no flight | |
To have my own wife, instead of havin' to borrow | |
Johnny' s in | |
Philly and | |
Chad' s in | |
TorontoI ask for a lot though, thus | |
I accept it | |
I' m gonna die lonely, big money' s my homey | |
So Betty, why don' t we proceed to the suite? | |
My pet snake skeet, so eager to meet, yeah | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
I' m special, especially when these lames is next to me | |
Every check | |
I see, bring the flex outta me | |
Girl, I' ll pay for your love and the sex | |
I' ll freeOkay, don' t play, you gon' stay, then stay | |
But if you afraid of livin', then you ain' t really wit it | |
Then please be on your way, with no delay | |
They say only the strong survive | |
And it seems that you gotta do wrong to thrive | |
But the truth ain' t dead, | |
I' m so alive | |
You don' t want me to shine? | |
Then close your eyes | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again |
zuò qǔ : Brown, Mathis, Murray, Wade | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh | |
I' m on, I' m grown, | |
I' m so in my zone | |
You ain' t gotta tell me, | |
I know this my home | |
Throw me my phone, let me call up anybody | |
Who don' t know about it? | |
And tell ' em | |
I am him, pale and not so slim | |
But I shine bright even when it' s dark and grim | |
She marched on in but she far from a saint | |
No use pretendin' that you are what you ain' t' | |
Cause you' re startin' to taint what once was pure | |
Irregardless | |
I must endure' | |
Cause what' s for sure, is that | |
I am blessed | |
Just give me what | |
I' m owed and | |
I might get rest | |
See, slight success only brings more hunger | |
But don' t you mistake lightning for thunder' | |
Cause thunder just rumbles, lightning strikes | |
Like me of great faith, then white' s hype | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Just draw the play up and run it | |
Vision, something that' s great, | |
I' ve become it | |
I played it and won it and profited it from it | |
A wonderful life and with honor | |
I' ve done it | |
But you gotta confront it, it' s permanent shorty | |
Feel the flames is burnin' you softly | |
Yes, these lames is certainly salty | |
That' s how | |
I know that the burden off me | |
All I really ever wanted in my whole life | |
Was to stay the whole night, in the morning no flight | |
To have my own wife, instead of havin' to borrow | |
Johnny' s in | |
Philly and | |
Chad' s in | |
TorontoI ask for a lot though, thus | |
I accept it | |
I' m gonna die lonely, big money' s my homey | |
So Betty, why don' t we proceed to the suite? | |
My pet snake skeet, so eager to meet, yeah | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
I' m special, especially when these lames is next to me | |
Every check | |
I see, bring the flex outta me | |
Girl, I' ll pay for your love and the sex | |
I' ll freeOkay, don' t play, you gon' stay, then stay | |
But if you afraid of livin', then you ain' t really wit it | |
Then please be on your way, with no delay | |
They say only the strong survive | |
And it seems that you gotta do wrong to thrive | |
But the truth ain' t dead, | |
I' m so alive | |
You don' t want me to shine? | |
Then close your eyes | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again | |
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? | |
I ain' t slept ten minutes | |
No shut eye ' til this business right here is finished | |
I came for that big spinach and | |
I can' t get it with image | |
All I can do is spit vintage again and again and again |