Lirik Death Roll - Doechii
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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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.
Speed the freeway when I need a breeze, aye
Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy
Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost
Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth
As sweat drips down my tits
I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this?
I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag?
I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black
I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there
I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared
I love the way my hips roll slow
But I don't like the way it feels when my vices are absent, I'm not there
Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work
Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work
Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned
And when them tables turn, ya can't call back
Ring-ring, got that call but I can't call back
Feeling all alone and I can't stall that
I got shit to prove, no time to fall back
Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that
I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight?
I go to light the joint, I wonder why light?
I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly
Being friendly only bring bad business
If repetition is the master's practice
Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion
Doechii-ana giving trash couture
Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores
Lost friends, shed just like loose skin
I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends
I'd rather choose me over them
These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out
You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside
Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit...
Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy
Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost
Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth
As sweat drips down my tits
I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this?
I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag?
I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black
I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there
I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared
I love the way my hips roll slow
But I don't like the way it feels when my vices are absent, I'm not there
Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work
Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work
Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned
And when them tables turn, ya can't call back
Ring-ring, got that call but I can't call back
Feeling all alone and I can't stall that
I got shit to prove, no time to fall back
Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that
I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight?
I go to light the joint, I wonder why light?
I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly
Being friendly only bring bad business
If repetition is the master's practice
Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion
Doechii-ana giving trash couture
Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores
Lost friends, shed just like loose skin
I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends
I'd rather choose me over them
These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out
You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside
Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit...