Lirik Lagu So What - Field Mob
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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.
(feat. Ciara)
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got a lot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got a lot of chicksHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up find somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Verse 1: Field Mob]And they say I'm a nigga, I'm a thug, I'm a freakI got a different girl every day of the weekYou too smart toYou'd be a dummy to believeThat stuff that you heardThat they say about meThey say I done thisThey said I done thatBut all of it's fiction none of it's factsBut you don't be hearing that about your loveYou let it go in one ear and out the otherThe he say, she say, they say, I heardThe beef ain't, we can't let it get on our nervesShe miserable, she just want you to beLike her miserey needs companySo don't listen to that ??Nothing but liars hating thereThey wouldn't mind trading placesWith you by my side in my Mercedes
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Verse 2: Field Mob]Mo' money mo' problemsLife of a legendHaters throw salt like rice on a weddingSo what, that's your cousinThat don't mean nothingHer like missing in a tight of affectionYou get, you just blind to the factsSee the lies, just obvious drives for attentionYou to the fine just supply your suspiciousBut listen, say you love meGotta trust meWhy you stress this high school messBreak up never, they just jealousDrama for your mama, mean mug for your brotherI'm the author of the book nigga judge by the cover, yesI-I been to jail, yesI-I'm grinding for real andI'm positive, they talking negative pimpThey hate to see you doing better then them, so
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Hook: Ciara]Some people don't like it'Cause you hang out in the streetsBut your my boyfriendYou've always been there for meThis love is seriousNo matter what people thinkI'm gon' be here for youAnd I don't care what they saySome people don't like it'Cause you hang out in the streetsBut your my boyfriendYou've always been there for meI like the thug in youNo matter what people thinkI'm gon' be here for youAnd I don't care what they say
[Chorus: Ciara]He do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got a lot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got a lot of chicksHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up find somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Verse 1: Field Mob]And they say I'm a nigga, I'm a thug, I'm a freakI got a different girl every day of the weekYou too smart toYou'd be a dummy to believeThat stuff that you heardThat they say about meThey say I done thisThey said I done thatBut all of it's fiction none of it's factsBut you don't be hearing that about your loveYou let it go in one ear and out the otherThe he say, she say, they say, I heardThe beef ain't, we can't let it get on our nervesShe miserable, she just want you to beLike her miserey needs companySo don't listen to that ??Nothing but liars hating thereThey wouldn't mind trading placesWith you by my side in my Mercedes
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Verse 2: Field Mob]Mo' money mo' problemsLife of a legendHaters throw salt like rice on a weddingSo what, that's your cousinThat don't mean nothingHer like missing in a tight of affectionYou get, you just blind to the factsSee the lies, just obvious drives for attentionYou to the fine just supply your suspiciousBut listen, say you love meGotta trust meWhy you stress this high school messBreak up never, they just jealousDrama for your mama, mean mug for your brotherI'm the author of the book nigga judge by the cover, yesI-I been to jail, yesI-I'm grinding for real andI'm positive, they talking negative pimpThey hate to see you doing better then them, so
[Chorus: Ciara]They say he do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
[Hook: Ciara]Some people don't like it'Cause you hang out in the streetsBut your my boyfriendYou've always been there for meThis love is seriousNo matter what people thinkI'm gon' be here for youAnd I don't care what they saySome people don't like it'Cause you hang out in the streetsBut your my boyfriendYou've always been there for meI like the thug in youNo matter what people thinkI'm gon' be here for youAnd I don't care what they say
[Chorus: Ciara]He do a little of thisHe do a little of thatHe's always in drama, and I heardHe ain't nothing but a pimpHe got alot of chicksHe's always in the clubAnd they say he think he's slickHe got alot of chipsHe's so messed up, I heardHe's been locked up by somebody elseHe ain't nothing but a thugSo whatSo whatSo whatSo what
