Lirik Lagu I.B.S. - Cam'ron
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Lemme tell y'all a lil story about myselfThis right here is a true story, check it out though
[Verse 1]Ulcers hurt my salary, alter my personalityGive it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacyYou know my attitude, arrogant, cocky rudeEatin off papi food, used to be a stocky dudeWeighed two-twenty, wit two honies, I move monieIt's true dummy, dunny need a new tummyI become berserk, it was no fun to workEveryday my stomach hurt, rippin off my undershirtThe pain was no comparison, stomach started cherishinThrowin up in public, yo fuck it, it was embarrassinRegurgitatin, green, yellow, burgundy, BoomBut came my urgency soon, (what) the emergency room (oh)In there, no salvage, treated like a cold savageThey said pimpin symptoms, huh, a dope addictsThere you have it, but they ain't find no heroinCoke, crack, dope, just weed, but that's my medicine
[Chorus]My baby mama, mama, and my grandmaSay that I'm too gordy (too gordy), word to my blue maurysThis is a true storyI got stomach pain, don't matter sun or rainThought that it went away, uh oh, here it come again
[Verse 2]Never mind stuntin, dime puffin, doc spent his time frontinHe like a bad detective, he ain't find nuttinBesides that though, I can't enjoy a movie, dinner (why is that?)My son growin up, I'm lookin like the movie thinnerI'm thinkin suicide, do or die, sit and cry (oh)What hurt my baby moms askin if I'm gettin high (what the fuck you talkin about?)She gonna play me a thug, I told the lady I loveIf it ain't hustlin ma, please don't relate me to drugs (at all)I'm loosin weight though, everyday pounds and musclesGotta get off my ass, hit some towns and hustleBein sick, huh, it get sickenin you knowI was too sick to do shows, but still equipped to move O'sYou know my attitude, get it how I get itIf I can shoot, I turn around (then) I'm off my pivotAnd oops, I thought I had it mappedWeight started to gain again, it was just a game my friendDame mane I pained again
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Ay yo, god body, I'm hard bodied, word mommy, vanishinHadda go low, the male clinic, MinnesotaI couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard placeFor me, that's a odd place, I'm only here by God's graceLike a lab rat, them tests dishonor CamUltrasound, MIR, CAT scan, sonogramLaparoscopy, inoscopy, I be stressed (I be stressed)The prognosis, diagnosed, IBSAnd that's irritable bowel child, I hadda spit it y'allKick to y'all, so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'allGet it, get it, get it, get it?
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 1]Ulcers hurt my salary, alter my personalityGive it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacyYou know my attitude, arrogant, cocky rudeEatin off papi food, used to be a stocky dudeWeighed two-twenty, wit two honies, I move monieIt's true dummy, dunny need a new tummyI become berserk, it was no fun to workEveryday my stomach hurt, rippin off my undershirtThe pain was no comparison, stomach started cherishinThrowin up in public, yo fuck it, it was embarrassinRegurgitatin, green, yellow, burgundy, BoomBut came my urgency soon, (what) the emergency room (oh)In there, no salvage, treated like a cold savageThey said pimpin symptoms, huh, a dope addictsThere you have it, but they ain't find no heroinCoke, crack, dope, just weed, but that's my medicine
[Chorus]My baby mama, mama, and my grandmaSay that I'm too gordy (too gordy), word to my blue maurysThis is a true storyI got stomach pain, don't matter sun or rainThought that it went away, uh oh, here it come again
[Verse 2]Never mind stuntin, dime puffin, doc spent his time frontinHe like a bad detective, he ain't find nuttinBesides that though, I can't enjoy a movie, dinner (why is that?)My son growin up, I'm lookin like the movie thinnerI'm thinkin suicide, do or die, sit and cry (oh)What hurt my baby moms askin if I'm gettin high (what the fuck you talkin about?)She gonna play me a thug, I told the lady I loveIf it ain't hustlin ma, please don't relate me to drugs (at all)I'm loosin weight though, everyday pounds and musclesGotta get off my ass, hit some towns and hustleBein sick, huh, it get sickenin you knowI was too sick to do shows, but still equipped to move O'sYou know my attitude, get it how I get itIf I can shoot, I turn around (then) I'm off my pivotAnd oops, I thought I had it mappedWeight started to gain again, it was just a game my friendDame mane I pained again
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Ay yo, god body, I'm hard bodied, word mommy, vanishinHadda go low, the male clinic, MinnesotaI couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard placeFor me, that's a odd place, I'm only here by God's graceLike a lab rat, them tests dishonor CamUltrasound, MIR, CAT scan, sonogramLaparoscopy, inoscopy, I be stressed (I be stressed)The prognosis, diagnosed, IBSAnd that's irritable bowel child, I hadda spit it y'allKick to y'all, so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'allGet it, get it, get it, get it?
[Chorus x2]
