| 歌曲 | Pressure |
| 歌手 | Lil Wayne |
| 歌手 | Busta Rhymes |
| 专辑 | Year of the Dragon |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Ft. Lil Wayne | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin’ ‘em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin’ up your frontin’ | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin’ cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin’ till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin’ pressure on ‘em, | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| When do this shit now tell me why is you competin’ | |
| When I be that type of nigga that get money when | |
| I’m sleepin’ | |
| And when I’m fartin’ and shittin’ like | |
| I country on the weekends | |
| So ambitious, my accountants got continents when | |
| I’m eatin’ for me | |
| Busta bust the most diamonds and start retreatin’ | |
| Beat the street up, she be standin’ remarkable when | |
| I’m speakin’ | |
| He used rechargeable batteries, bitch | |
| I’m tweekin’ on me | |
| Short-circuit, electric chair, voltages, every feature call me | |
| Like I’m short for breath, crawlin’ in money | |
| Rush you fuck a blunt bitch | |
| I’m inhalin’ muffler smoke from busses | |
| I could fill my money like soldiers | |
| I come to punish | |
| Defense mechanism from infection the way that puss is | |
| Ain’t no fuckin’ around or frontin’, get it as forgettin’ this bread | |
| I’m like vomit, so disgusting. | |
| Well there he’s my other alias | |
| Don’t forget it, call me snowblower, blowin’ this bread like it’s nothin’ with it | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin’ ‘em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin’ up your frontin’ | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin’ cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin’ till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin’ pressure on ‘em, | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| Okay, recent | |
| F baby, man | |
| I got to put the pressure on ‘em | |
| Young money the special team, we so ravenous got on ‘em | |
| Right up on your girl lips, got my dick resting on ‘em | |
| Soon as it woke up it came and laughin’ on ‘em | |
| Swag with no effort on ‘em, quicker than a leopard on ‘em | |
| If he got beef, watch me sprinkle some pepper on him | |
| No spendarella, just plenty metal for any fellow | |
| Semi saddle everything for me and everything from me | |
| Smokin’ on that | |
| G13 and everything funny | |
| Smash me y’all bitch ass niggas, kiss ass niggas | |
| Blood game, six flags nigga | |
| No rollercoaster, real shit, we hold the bread, the hoes on the toasters | |
| Young Casanova, | |
| I bend their asses over | |
| She say my dick stronger than a six pack of | |
| Cola Man I’m so fly, | |
| I got arachnophobia | |
| Pressure bust pipes but easy bust twice | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin’ ‘em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin’ up your frontin’ | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin’ cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin’ till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin’ pressure on ‘em, | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em , | |
| We puttin’ pressure on ‘em |
| Ft. Lil Wayne | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| When do this shit now tell me why is you competin' | |
| When I be that type of nigga that get money when | |
| I' m sleepin' | |
| And when I' m fartin' and shittin' like | |
| I country on the weekends | |
| So ambitious, my accountants got continents when | |
| I' m eatin' for me | |
| Busta bust the most diamonds and start retreatin' | |
| Beat the street up, she be standin' remarkable when | |
| I' m speakin' | |
| He used rechargeable batteries, bitch | |
| I' m tweekin' on me | |
| Shortcircuit, electric chair, voltages, every feature call me | |
| Like I' m short for breath, crawlin' in money | |
| Rush you fuck a blunt bitch | |
| I' m inhalin' muffler smoke from busses | |
| I could fill my money like soldiers | |
| I come to punish | |
| Defense mechanism from infection the way that puss is | |
| Ain' t no fuckin' around or frontin', get it as forgettin' this bread | |
| I' m like vomit, so disgusting. | |
| Well there he' s my other alias | |
| Don' t forget it, call me snowblower, blowin' this bread like it' s nothin' with it | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay, recent | |
| F baby, man | |
| I got to put the pressure on ' em | |
| Young money the special team, we so ravenous got on ' em | |
| Right up on your girl lips, got my dick resting on ' em | |
| Soon as it woke up it came and laughin' on ' em | |
| Swag with no effort on ' em, quicker than a leopard on ' em | |
| If he got beef, watch me sprinkle some pepper on him | |
| No spendarella, just plenty metal for any fellow | |
| Semi saddle everything for me and everything from me | |
| Smokin' on that | |
| G13 and everything funny | |
| Smash me y' all bitch ass niggas, kiss ass niggas | |
| Blood game, six flags nigga | |
| No rollercoaster, real shit, we hold the bread, the hoes on the toasters | |
| Young Casanova, | |
| I bend their asses over | |
| She say my dick stronger than a six pack of | |
| Cola Man I' m so fly, | |
| I got arachnophobia | |
| Pressure bust pipes but easy bust twice | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em |
| Ft. Lil Wayne | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| When do this shit now tell me why is you competin' | |
| When I be that type of nigga that get money when | |
| I' m sleepin' | |
| And when I' m fartin' and shittin' like | |
| I country on the weekends | |
| So ambitious, my accountants got continents when | |
| I' m eatin' for me | |
| Busta bust the most diamonds and start retreatin' | |
| Beat the street up, she be standin' remarkable when | |
| I' m speakin' | |
| He used rechargeable batteries, bitch | |
| I' m tweekin' on me | |
| Shortcircuit, electric chair, voltages, every feature call me | |
| Like I' m short for breath, crawlin' in money | |
| Rush you fuck a blunt bitch | |
| I' m inhalin' muffler smoke from busses | |
| I could fill my money like soldiers | |
| I come to punish | |
| Defense mechanism from infection the way that puss is | |
| Ain' t no fuckin' around or frontin', get it as forgettin' this bread | |
| I' m like vomit, so disgusting. | |
| Well there he' s my other alias | |
| Don' t forget it, call me snowblower, blowin' this bread like it' s nothin' with it | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay, recent | |
| F baby, man | |
| I got to put the pressure on ' em | |
| Young money the special team, we so ravenous got on ' em | |
| Right up on your girl lips, got my dick resting on ' em | |
| Soon as it woke up it came and laughin' on ' em | |
| Swag with no effort on ' em, quicker than a leopard on ' em | |
| If he got beef, watch me sprinkle some pepper on him | |
| No spendarella, just plenty metal for any fellow | |
| Semi saddle everything for me and everything from me | |
| Smokin' on that | |
| G13 and everything funny | |
| Smash me y' all bitch ass niggas, kiss ass niggas | |
| Blood game, six flags nigga | |
| No rollercoaster, real shit, we hold the bread, the hoes on the toasters | |
| Young Casanova, | |
| I bend their asses over | |
| She say my dick stronger than a six pack of | |
| Cola Man I' m so fly, | |
| I got arachnophobia | |
| Pressure bust pipes but easy bust twice | |
| Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em | |
| We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin' | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| Okay we see you in your | |
| Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus | |
| Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley | |
| Them bitches puttin' pressure on ' em, | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em , | |
| We puttin' pressure on ' em |