歌曲 | You Ain't Got Nothing on Me |
歌手 | Lil Wayne |
专辑 | Amerikaz Most Wanted |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : <a href="/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&sql=11:0nfoxqejldke">Lil Wayne</a> | |
I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy deep | |
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap | |
Kermit you better think before you ribbit | |
Don't be murdered over your song before you ad-lib it | |
I pop up like Xzibit | |
But givin' I'm at your crib it's | |
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in your Civics | |
Fuck getting your ride pimped | |
You'll get hog-tied whipped | |
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shimp | |
It's been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp | |
Cause your boy just stay above the game | |
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha' frame | |
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim | |
Go 'head nigga, say another name | |
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games | |
And I'm a get you sucka I be scheming with dis keenin | |
Aimin with dis Damon | |
I'm puttin that major pain in | |
My lil man is on ya Marlon and Shawn ya | |
Lay the beef on this noodle | |
Make some noodle lasagna | |
40 cal fettuccine tres pound pasta | |
You reach for this medallion you must like Italian, nigga | |
You only see me pushin if the drivers tired | |
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired | |
The drop top, they say it's Ocean Drive inspired | |
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab | |
Uh I get money like a *mufucka* | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *mufucka* | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothin' on me | |
I'm on the grind till the police come | |
With that pistol on the side boy don't be dumb | |
Or... I let that semi twirl ya | |
Now you could follow the drip | |
Cause one shot outta the clip will Jheri curl you | |
Leave you sloppy like seconds | |
Obey me like peasants | |
Or get opened up like presents | |
Please, my young boys whilin for respect | |
Slit your throat, have you smilinl witcha neck | |
Say cheese | |
My doughs a bit longer | |
My flow is just slaughter | |
My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring water | |
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messing with | |
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive shit | |
Haven't you all heard (what?) | |
Ya'll all herbs (yup) | |
I stick toothpicks(where) | |
In ya hors d'oeuvre | |
Listen, | |
I'm a shark, ya'll just koi fish (what else) | |
Octopus(what else) | |
Oysters | |
Haha | |
I got my eye on your wifey now (yea) | |
I'll have her lick me up(up) | |
And then wipe me down(down) | |
She told me you'se a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn) | |
She told me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)* | |
She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for the burn | |
So I gave her knee pads for the rug(haha) | |
It's skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle | |
You surf-boy dudes get wiped out(totally) | |
Uh I get money like a *mufucka* | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *mufucka* | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothin' on me | |
Get you 3-4 get you like the number after 1 umma a get me 2 | |
It's weezy f you now you gotta have a baby | |
My money don't fold nor bends | |
Mercedes Maybach, Grey black | |
And I gotta 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks | |
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts, take that | |
No, better yet like diddy take that | |
Wait rats, I hate rats | |
I clean them out like Ajax | |
Got paper like a fax machine | |
Asinene | |
Damn I mean asinine | |
Dappa don | |
After mine there will be nine | |
Damn I mean there will be none | |
I will be one | |
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever seen or | |
Heard carter Harvard ya'll scared | |
Not me | |
Not I | |
Call me young Popeye | |
Tell Bruno I'm a nuno | |
I'll bring rail to your funeral | |
Damn I mean funer-al funeral | |
You say tomato I say tomata | |
You say get 'em I say got 'em | |
Yea I got 'em | |
Man you better keep paying me cause you don't want my problems | |
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your wallet? | |
You fly | |
But what is it to pilot? | |
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom | |
Damn I mean foot up in your ass | |
I kick that shit now gon put it in the trash | |
Diesel | |
Uh I get money like a *mufucka* | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothing on me | |
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mutherfucka | |
Yeaa money you ain't never see *yeaa | |
Yeaa uh | |
You ain't got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I'm gettin' money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than a bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain't got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I'm gettin money like a mufucka | |
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga | |
Yeaa* |
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I' m with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy deep | |
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap | |
Kermit you better think before you ribbit | |
Don' t be murdered over your song before you adlib it | |
I pop up like Xzibit | |
But givin' I' m at your crib it' s | |
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in your Civics | |
Fuck getting your ride pimped | |
You' ll get hogtied whipped | |
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shimp | |
It' s been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp | |
Cause your boy just stay above the game | |
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha' frame | |
But your shots can' t reach me I' m way above your aim | |
Go ' head nigga, say another name | |
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games | |
And I' m a get you sucka I be scheming with dis keenin | |
Aimin with dis Damon | |
I' m puttin that major pain in | |
My lil man is on ya Marlon and Shawn ya | |
Lay the beef on this noodle | |
Make some noodle lasagna | |
40 cal fettuccine tres pound pasta | |
You reach for this medallion you must like Italian, nigga | |
You only see me pushin if the drivers tired | |
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired | |
The drop top, they say it' s Ocean Drive inspired | |
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
I' m on the grind till the police come | |
With that pistol on the side boy don' t be dumb | |
Or... I let that semi twirl ya | |
Now you could follow the drip | |
Cause one shot outta the clip will Jheri curl you | |
Leave you sloppy like seconds | |
Obey me like peasants | |
Or get opened up like presents | |
Please, my young boys whilin for respect | |
Slit your throat, have you smilinl witcha neck | |
Say cheese | |
My doughs a bit longer | |
My flow is just slaughter | |
My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring water | |
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messing with | |
I get money out the ass, that' s some expensive shit | |
Haven' t you all heard what? | |
Ya' ll all herbs yup | |
I stick toothpicks where | |
In ya hors d' oeuvre | |
Listen, | |
I' m a shark, ya' ll just koi fish what else | |
Octopus what else | |
Oysters | |
Haha | |
I got my eye on your wifey now yea | |
I' ll have her lick me up up | |
And then wipe me down down | |
She told me you' se a nag, you' se a bug ddaammn | |
She told me I' m a blast I' m a stud daaamn | |
She told me you' d be beast and you' d be checkin for the burn | |
So I gave her knee pads for the rug haha | |
It' s skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle | |
You surfboy dudes get wiped out totally | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Get you 34 get you like the number after 1 umma a get me 2 | |
It' s weezy f you now you gotta have a baby | |
My money don' t fold nor bends | |
Mercedes Maybach, Grey black | |
And I gotta 44 and a k like 8stacks | |
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts, take that | |
No, better yet like diddy take that | |
Wait rats, I hate rats | |
I clean them out like Ajax | |
Got paper like a fax machine | |
Asinene | |
Damn I mean asinine | |
Dappa don | |
After mine there will be nine | |
Damn I mean there will be none | |
I will be one | |
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever seen or | |
Heard carter Harvard ya' ll scared | |
Not me | |
Not I | |
Call me young Popeye | |
Tell Bruno I' m a nuno | |
I' ll bring rail to your funeral | |
Damn I mean funeral funeral | |
You say tomato I say tomata | |
You say get ' em I say got ' em | |
Yea I got ' em | |
Man you better keep paying me cause you don' t want my problems | |
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your wallet? | |
You fly | |
But what is it to pilot? | |
Weezy I' m at the top foot up in your bottom | |
Damn I mean foot up in your ass | |
I kick that shit now gon put it in the trash | |
Diesel | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mutherfucka | |
Yeaa money you ain' t never see yeaa | |
Yeaa uh | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I' m gettin' money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than a bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga | |
Yeaa |
zuò qǔ : a href" cg amg. dll? p amg sql 11: 0nfoxqejldke" Lil Wayne a | |
I' m with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy deep | |
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap | |
Kermit you better think before you ribbit | |
Don' t be murdered over your song before you adlib it | |
I pop up like Xzibit | |
But givin' I' m at your crib it' s | |
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in your Civics | |
Fuck getting your ride pimped | |
You' ll get hogtied whipped | |
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shimp | |
It' s been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp | |
Cause your boy just stay above the game | |
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha' frame | |
But your shots can' t reach me I' m way above your aim | |
Go ' head nigga, say another name | |
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games | |
And I' m a get you sucka I be scheming with dis keenin | |
Aimin with dis Damon | |
I' m puttin that major pain in | |
My lil man is on ya Marlon and Shawn ya | |
Lay the beef on this noodle | |
Make some noodle lasagna | |
40 cal fettuccine tres pound pasta | |
You reach for this medallion you must like Italian, nigga | |
You only see me pushin if the drivers tired | |
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired | |
The drop top, they say it' s Ocean Drive inspired | |
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
I' m on the grind till the police come | |
With that pistol on the side boy don' t be dumb | |
Or... I let that semi twirl ya | |
Now you could follow the drip | |
Cause one shot outta the clip will Jheri curl you | |
Leave you sloppy like seconds | |
Obey me like peasants | |
Or get opened up like presents | |
Please, my young boys whilin for respect | |
Slit your throat, have you smilinl witcha neck | |
Say cheese | |
My doughs a bit longer | |
My flow is just slaughter | |
My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring water | |
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messing with | |
I get money out the ass, that' s some expensive shit | |
Haven' t you all heard what? | |
Ya' ll all herbs yup | |
I stick toothpicks where | |
In ya hors d' oeuvre | |
Listen, | |
I' m a shark, ya' ll just koi fish what else | |
Octopus what else | |
Oysters | |
Haha | |
I got my eye on your wifey now yea | |
I' ll have her lick me up up | |
And then wipe me down down | |
She told me you' se a nag, you' se a bug ddaammn | |
She told me I' m a blast I' m a stud daaamn | |
She told me you' d be beast and you' d be checkin for the burn | |
So I gave her knee pads for the rug haha | |
It' s skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle | |
You surfboy dudes get wiped out totally | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Yeaa money u would never see yeaa | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothin' on me | |
Get you 34 get you like the number after 1 umma a get me 2 | |
It' s weezy f you now you gotta have a baby | |
My money don' t fold nor bends | |
Mercedes Maybach, Grey black | |
And I gotta 44 and a k like 8stacks | |
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts, take that | |
No, better yet like diddy take that | |
Wait rats, I hate rats | |
I clean them out like Ajax | |
Got paper like a fax machine | |
Asinene | |
Damn I mean asinine | |
Dappa don | |
After mine there will be nine | |
Damn I mean there will be none | |
I will be one | |
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever seen or | |
Heard carter Harvard ya' ll scared | |
Not me | |
Not I | |
Call me young Popeye | |
Tell Bruno I' m a nuno | |
I' ll bring rail to your funeral | |
Damn I mean funeral funeral | |
You say tomato I say tomata | |
You say get ' em I say got ' em | |
Yea I got ' em | |
Man you better keep paying me cause you don' t want my problems | |
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your wallet? | |
You fly | |
But what is it to pilot? | |
Weezy I' m at the top foot up in your bottom | |
Damn I mean foot up in your ass | |
I kick that shit now gon put it in the trash | |
Diesel | |
Uh I get money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than I bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Uhhh I' m gettin money like a mutherfucka | |
Yeaa money you ain' t never see yeaa | |
Yeaa uh | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I' m gettin' money like a mufucka | |
Shades darker than a bitch but I could see | |
I got everything | |
You got nothing | |
You ain' t got nothing on me | |
Yeaa I' m gettin money like a mufucka | |
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga | |
Yeaa |