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Twista
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Lavish Featuring Pharrell
作詞:Carl Terrell Mitchell, Pharrell Williams
You, you, you want the lavish crib and fancy cars You want the face, on that Rolex shinin' like the stars Don't worry Mayne, you could get it Mayne If you look in the sky and you don't see your dream Man don't feel defeated, 'cause trust me you can build it
Now hear the words that I flow when I spit I know shorties that be havin' dreams of goin' legit But the hustle quicker so they cop a fo' on the split Now they got enough money where they can go get a brick
It's on, ain't nuttin' gon' stop us now Gotta look at 24's while they watch us now Spinners rollin' up the block while they pump out noise But they always get into it with the jump out boys
And why? Take a look at all the people that got dubs You ain't legitimate, you out here servin' them rocks up I know you want the radio and screens to pop up But we gotta get the money and try not to get locked up
Know the difference between real and fake Different work is just like different real estate Open your mind, you got more than the skill to take 'Cause I know
You, you, you want the lavish crib and fancy cars You want the face, on that Rolex shinin' like the stars Don't worry Mayne, you could get it Mayne If you look in the sky and you don't see your dream Man don't feel defeated, 'cause trust me you can build it
Uh, one time for my niggaz on the corner With the burners on and with the fresh yams in they tube socks Uh, two times for my niggaz with they hands in the air Singin' a prayer 'cause the game left their dude shot
Yes, I know that puzzle Niggaz at each other thinkin' they will bust you The bang is the same even if it's muffled But the moment so loud when a dead man hug you
He's cold in your arms, but you ain't gon' be foldin' your arms You gon' be lowered in your arms Cryin' to open the jar, and to add injury to insult You're smokin' your life away
Look at me, big car, big house, big jewels All that came out my backpack You ain't gon' do it, it ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' prove it Even though that hurt, I just skated past that
Look, everybody got dreams about ki's Chains full of ice with S after the V's Horse on the hood, a grill full with the B's Dangling your feet in San Turiny breeze
Make a virtual picture, and spin around 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 That ain't it, well fuck it nigga we get it down Never try to grab your ankle nigga, we'll kick 'em down Focus up, we gotta hit it now, bruh
When your cell goes clink, that's when you forfeit All them dreams, all that divorce it You ain't even get to see new mansion and Porsche shit This dedicated to my man up in Norfolk, locked up
You, you, you want the lavish crib and fancy cars You want the face, on that Rolex shinin' like the stars Don't worry Mayne, you could get it Mayne If you look in the sky and you don't see your dream Man don't feel defeated, 'cause trust me you can build it
Ha ha, wait Ha ha, wait
My nigga open yo' mind, mind, aren't you ready to go? All of my dears inside, side, let 'em blow like 'dro
Through the wisdom of a prism I see I don't wanna go to prison I make the decision to get liver Reminiscin' as I take a listen to my nigga 'Pac While I envision my 'Ambitions Az a Ridah'
Listen to Pharrell spit to the track Pull up in a burgundy Bentley with a bitch in the back I get to the paper like a hyper get to the crack I ain't speculatin' homey I just stick to the facts, c'mon
If you wanna get the money and the status and the mob Better ride when you roll with the crew Take a listen for the bub hit the bud When you hear this in the club then you know what to do
Look at the vision of a mack spittin' crack on the track Throw these stacks in the black Cadillac Get it like Twista and Neptunes, I got your back And know you
You, you, you want the lavish crib and fancy cars You want the face, on that Rolex shinin' like the stars Don't worry Mayne, you could get it Mayne If you look in the sky and you don't see your dream Man don't feel defeated, 'cause trust me you can build it
Ha ha, wait Ha ha, wait
My nigga open yo' mind, mind, aren't you ready to go? All of my dears inside, side, let 'em blow like 'dro
Ha ha, wait Ha ha, wait
Ha ha, wait Ha ha, wait
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