One Year, Six Months - Yellowcard
歌曲信息
歌曲名:One Year, Six Months
歌手:Yellowcard
所属专辑:Ocean Avenue
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:Capitol Records
发行时间:2003-01-01
语言:英文
大小:1.99 MB
时长:03:28秒
比特率:80K
评分:0.0分
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One Year, Six Months - Yellowcard文本歌词
歌名:How We Do
歌手:The Game Featuring 50 Cent
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh
Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
Nigga betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk
Come get, some
Pistol grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, slums
Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh"
Buck pass the blunt
These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun
Coke and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades
In one year mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my chest
They say I'm no good
Cuz I'm so hood
Rich folks do not want me around
Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off
Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out
They call me new money, say I have no class
I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four
White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs
Hit one switch mang, that ass so low
Cali got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold chain on my chest (Ah!)
50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum
Automatic, gun
Fuck 'em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game time
You ready? Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk
It took two, months
But Fifty got it done
Signed with G-unit
Had niggaz like, "huh?"
Don't try to front
I'll leave yo' ass, slumped
Thinkin I'm a punk
Get your fuckin head, lumped
Fifty got a, gun
Ready here he come
Gotta sick, vendetta
To get this, chedda
Meet my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma, setta
Sip Am-a, retta
My flow sounds, betta
Than average
On tracks I'm a savage
I damage
Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)
编辑于2003/01/01更新
歌手:The Game Featuring 50 Cent
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh
Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
Nigga betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk
Come get, some
Pistol grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, slums
Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh"
Buck pass the blunt
These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun
Coke and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades
In one year mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my chest
They say I'm no good
Cuz I'm so hood
Rich folks do not want me around
Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off
Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out
They call me new money, say I have no class
I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four
White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs
Hit one switch mang, that ass so low
Cali got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold chain on my chest (Ah!)
50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum
Automatic, gun
Fuck 'em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game time
You ready? Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk
It took two, months
But Fifty got it done
Signed with G-unit
Had niggaz like, "huh?"
Don't try to front
I'll leave yo' ass, slumped
Thinkin I'm a punk
Get your fuckin head, lumped
Fifty got a, gun
Ready here he come
Gotta sick, vendetta
To get this, chedda
Meet my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma, setta
Sip Am-a, retta
My flow sounds, betta
Than average
On tracks I'm a savage
I damage
Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)
编辑于2003/01/01更新
One Year, Six Months - YellowcardLRC歌词
[ti:How We Do] [ar:The Game Featuring 50 Cent] [by: ] [00:01.00]歌名:How We Do [00:02.00]歌手:The Game Featuring 50 Cent [02:02.89][00:24.72]This is how we do [02:05.28][00:27.40]We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club [02:07.99][00:29.95]This is how we do [02:10.10][00:32.03]Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love [02:12.64][00:34.78]This is how we do [02:14.97][00:36.94]We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club [02:17.77][00:39.69]This is how we do [02:19.93][00:41.90]Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love [00:44.50]Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh [00:46.61]Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums [00:49.09]You don't want, none [00:50.33]Nigga betta, run [00:51.43]When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk [00:53.83]Come get, some [00:55.16]Pistol grip, pump [00:56.36]If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones [00:58.79]Since red, rum [01:00.04]Ready here I, come [01:01.24]Compton, unh [01:02.25]Dre found me in the, slums [01:03.44]Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun [01:06.06]I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin \"Unnnh\" [01:08.53]Buck pass the blunt [01:11.02]These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun [01:13.46]Coke and rum [01:14.57]Got weed on the ton [01:15.81]I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh [01:18.23]I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs [01:20.67]Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt [01:23.49]I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade [01:25.80]Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades [01:28.26]In one year mang, a nigga's so paid [01:30.70]I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!) [01:33.23]Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me [01:35.71]I give it to ya just how you like it, girl [01:37.92]You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip [01:41.10]Teflon on my chest [01:42.43]They say I'm no good [01:43.66]Cuz I'm so hood [01:44.90]Rich folks do not want me around [01:47.44]Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off [01:49.73]Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out [01:52.17]They call me new money, say I have no class [01:54.56]I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast [01:56.94]The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash [01:59.52]Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass [02:22.45]I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four [02:24.65]White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs [02:26.99]Hit one switch mang, that ass so low [02:29.51]Cali got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes [02:31.86]Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me [02:34.48]I give it to ya just how you like it, girl [02:36.63]You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip [02:39.77]Gold chain on my chest (Ah!) [02:41.89]50, unh [02:43.12]Bentley, unh [02:44.32]Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum [02:46.72]Automatic, gun [02:47.94]Fuck 'em one-on-one [02:49.33]We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done [02:51.31]Homie, it's Game time [02:52.80]You ready? Here I come [02:54.21]Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk [02:56.52]It took two, months [02:57.66]But Fifty got it done [02:58.82]Signed with G-unit [02:59.96]Had niggaz like, \"huh?\" [03:01.35]Don't try to front [03:02.67]I'll leave yo' ass, slumped [03:03.83]Thinkin I'm a punk [03:04.98]Get your fuckin head, lumped [03:05.98]Fifty got a, gun [03:07.65]Ready here he come [03:08.91]Gotta sick, vendetta [03:09.70]To get this, chedda [03:11.32]Meet my Ba, Retta [03:12.33]The dra-ma, setta [03:13.49]Sip Am-a, retta [03:14.73]My flow sounds, betta [03:16.10]Than average [03:17.20]On tracks I'm a savage [03:18.32]I damage [03:19.51]Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)
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