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Busta Rhymes( バスタ・ライムス )
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Take It Off, Pt. 2
作詞:Trevor Smith, Mario Mendell Winans
Yeah, come fuck wit us Yeah, y'all know what to do to this shit Yeah, streets We 'bout to do it again
We 'bout to do it again We 'bout to do it again, niggaz I hope y'all ready Check it, check it, c'mon
Check out the technique C'mon, spit flow and bag up the next freaks Soldier wit a quicker ho that live on the next street Over playa then do this shit again next week
Gettin' this paper, phat chicks up in the next jeep Probably listen closer if you let the chick speak I keep fire 'cause niggaz respect heat Look, I spit fire then come up the best beats
I said, I pull the spot from here way down on South Beach major Globalize, then blow down a South East ager Check it, banana yellow G wagon for the whole saggin' Feel the fox mink draggin' on the floor, watch it
You really need to stop Just copped the rob blueberry Lamborghini drop C'mon, stay struntin' with the mini bop Niggaz know when we step in the place, the whole city stop
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty (We know how you be doin' it, baby) How we be doin' it, baby? (We know how you be takin' it off)
How we take it from 'em? (We know how you be killin' 'em, baby) How we killin' 'em, c'mon? (We know how you be ready to ball)
You know we ready to do it (We know how you be drivin' 'em crazy) Make 'em crazy now, c'mon (We know how you be breakin' it off)
You know we breakin' it off, let's go (So come and get it down for me, baby) Put it down now (And make it hot 'til they take it off)
This is a shake down Weakin' your whole shit 'til it break down Speak to the whole clique 'til we take down, dudes Put the heat to 'em make them put the cake down, dude
Scrape down food, niggaz stay hungry 'til the shit is over Spit and make the tape sound rude Niggaz get screwed, see they ain't really worth not a thing But only gettin' on the stage to get booed
Kennedy loft hos mackin' at the top of the Trump Towers Rockin' fly Versace, cherry cloth robes Like ghostface the most ready just for the glow Showcase the most, them niggaz sure to blow
No waste a time, you know we sure to grow I'm sayin' no place a mine, is for them corny hos C'mon, with all this paper and the shit we copin' We keepin' it gully and know we always keep it poppin'
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty (We know how you be doin' it, baby) How we be doin' it, baby? (We know how you be takin' it off)
How we take it from 'em? (We know how you be killin' 'em, baby) How we killin' 'em, c'mon? (We know how you be ready to ball)
You know we ready to do it (We know how you be drivin' 'em crazy) Make 'em crazy now, c'mon (We know how you be breakin' it off) もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
You know we breakin' it off, let's go (So come and get it down for me, baby) Put it down now (And make it hot 'til they take it off)
Get that money, come fuck wit us Hands in the sky, keep on livin' Do your own thing All my people holla and let me hear ya reply
Say, take it off (Take it off) Say, take it off (You better it off)
Say, take it off (Take it off) Say, take it off (Better it off)
C'mon baby, c'mon, we hold a rock boy The way we on fire call a nigga hot boy We raise the level to we blow the spot boy And watch the water boil and spill over the pot boy
Listen, I hope you know you need to stop boy Frontin' and tryin' be somethin' you not boy Listen again we keep on bangin' and pissin' 'em off Spazzin' on niggaz until we silence or finish 'em off
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty (We know how you be doin' it, baby) How we be doin' it, baby? (We know how you be takin' it off)
How we take it from 'em? (We know how you be killin' 'em, baby) How we killin' 'em, c'mon? (We know how you be ready to ball)
You know we ready to do it (We know how you be drivin' 'em crazy) Make 'em crazy now, c'mon (We know how you be breakin' it off)
You know we breakin' it off, let's go (So come and get it down for me baby) Put it down now (And make it hot 'til they take it off)
Yeah Wait, wait, wait hold on Come on let me put it right here What you doin'? What you doin'?
Hold on, hold on, wait, wait, wait, got a rubber? I don't need no rubber, you look clean What the fuck you ain't go no pimples or nothin' Na, na, you ain't runnin' up in here without no jimmy
Ah, you fuckin' actin' like that You better find one Aight so, aight so, hold on, hold on, don't yo Just stay, just like that, don't even, just stay
I'm not leavin' Aight cool, hold on, hold on I knew, I had a condom what the fuck man Where the fuck is a condom when you need one?
It is I, Trojan Man Oh shit, oh thank God it's you, you got a condom man? No, I only have one trick cover left and my hormones are risin' And I want your bitch to taste it Trojan Man
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Trojan Man
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