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Lirik Lagu U With Me? - Drake

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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.
What these bitches want from a nigga?
On some DMX shitI group DM my exesI told 'em they belong to me, that goes on for foreverAnd I think we just get closer when we're not togetherYou tell me that I'm confusin'More immature than Marques HoustonCuts too deep for a band-aid solutionWe too deep in this thing to never lose meLOLOL I'm glad you find this shit amusin'Heard a lot about me 'fore we started offI know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi GrasI know you heard that my girl is sponsored by AudemarsThat's why she's always correctin' me when my time is offAnd my house is the definitionOf alcohol and weed addictionYou got a different visionYou wanna walk around naked in the kitchenWithout runnin' into one of my niggasThat's not the way we livin'Too much goin' on, it's just not realisticThese days I don't talk 'bout them days like I miss 'emAnd you shouldn't miss 'em either, we different peopleBut every time we speakin'
It's like a lot of games bein' playedHow's it goin' down?If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know nowIs you wit' me or what?YeahIt's like a lot of games are bein' playedHow's it goin' down?If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know nowIs you wit' me or what?Yeah
I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphsWhere you're getting meAll that grey in our conversation history, youPlayin' mind games, when you sayin' thingsPlayin' mind games, we both doin' the same thingSlide on a late nightYou like to slide on a late nightYou send the are you here? text without an inviteThat's that shit that I don't likeWe both slide on a late nightDo things in our off timeWe both, yeahMade some mistakes, pon roadYeah, how's that for real?You toyin' with it like Happy Meal3 dots, you thinkin' of a reaction stillWhile you're typin' make sure to tell me
What type of games are bein' played?How's it goin' down?If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know nowIs you wit' me or what?YeahWhat type of games are bein' played?How's it goin' down?If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know nowIs you wit' me or what?Yeah
Remember you was livin' at the London for a monthService elevator up to 4201We was still a secret, couldn't come in through the frontGirl I had your back when all you used to do was frontThat's for sure though, I made a career of reminiscin'Time got a funny way of tickin', things are so much differentI'll admit it, I've admitted to a lot of thingsAct like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade that they be throwin'Understand I got responsibilities to people that I needAnd on my way to make this doughA lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flowA lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flowTryna give your ass the worldYou runnin' your fingers through my curlsYou knew me when the kid had wavesBut that's enough of thatYou could never say I came up and forgot about your assAnd that's some real shit