Lirik Lagu Can't Make This Up - Kevin Gates
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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.
Step inside the boothLoosen up the tieSuperman is still alive!Retawdid-tawdid-tawdid-tawdid
Been a movie from the startBaby mama's kids a week apartOffered 30 years in the courtNow my whips foreign, pulling upStarted from the bottom with narcotics, what I'm sellingWho thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electricOoohhh, the migo work my wrist with cocainaMade all of my haters all believers
Bad when it came to me being on pointWhat they say I should be doing I don'tDon't love, don't trust, don't worry I won'tSlim waist, cute face, with a donk in the trunkConvicted felon for sellingNo telling my motto, no tellingNever popped a molly but when I'm on coffee I feel as if I done just tried itProduct of a violent environment, saw niggas go get money I had to go try itMy grandma's a crying, her grandson a liar, like all of this shit gotta stopEvery time that you leave I be having these dreams about you getting locked up for shotThis first bitch I love told me that was my baby but nah, I be thinking it's notThis bitch, well she, she fucked ten of my friends, I moved on now she saying she highGot caught, took my lick, then came home to my street, they was trying to hit me with 30The morals I'm built on, I'll really get killed on it, ain't no such thing as me workingGame I'm in get dirty, couldn't make this up and that's certain
Occupied by the hand player, Caucasian waitress named RachaelSaying I look like a drug dealer, you ain't even waiting our tableI like faces, and making faces, and Franklin faces by the casesThis shit's amazing, this shit's amazing!Do the damn thing, no champagne, for me at least a light drinkGoing against my better judgement, opposite of right thingCardiovascular happening, beat them chicks from the back while I'm wrapping itCan't make this shit up, ain't just rapping itLove a bitch who fight back while I'm stabbing itDick put her out and I walk out like
I put my stamp on it, rough how I handle it, maybe I'm passionateMaking it hurt on the inside, maybe I'm hurt on the insideDick in her stomach, this time I'm comingGo fuck with a sucka who think you a woman
Been a movie from the startBaby mama's kids a week apartOffered 30 years in the courtNow my whips foreign, pulling upStarted from the bottom with narcotics, what I'm sellingWho thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electricOoohhh, the migo work my wrist with cocainaMade all of my haters all believers
Bad when it came to me being on pointWhat they say I should be doing I don'tDon't love, don't trust, don't worry I won'tSlim waist, cute face, with a donk in the trunkConvicted felon for sellingNo telling my motto, no tellingNever popped a molly but when I'm on coffee I feel as if I done just tried itProduct of a violent environment, saw niggas go get money I had to go try itMy grandma's a crying, her grandson a liar, like all of this shit gotta stopEvery time that you leave I be having these dreams about you getting locked up for shotThis first bitch I love told me that was my baby but nah, I be thinking it's notThis bitch, well she, she fucked ten of my friends, I moved on now she saying she highGot caught, took my lick, then came home to my street, they was trying to hit me with 30The morals I'm built on, I'll really get killed on it, ain't no such thing as me workingGame I'm in get dirty, couldn't make this up and that's certain
Occupied by the hand player, Caucasian waitress named RachaelSaying I look like a drug dealer, you ain't even waiting our tableI like faces, and making faces, and Franklin faces by the casesThis shit's amazing, this shit's amazing!Do the damn thing, no champagne, for me at least a light drinkGoing against my better judgement, opposite of right thingCardiovascular happening, beat them chicks from the back while I'm wrapping itCan't make this shit up, ain't just rapping itLove a bitch who fight back while I'm stabbing itDick put her out and I walk out like
I put my stamp on it, rough how I handle it, maybe I'm passionateMaking it hurt on the inside, maybe I'm hurt on the insideDick in her stomach, this time I'm comingGo fuck with a sucka who think you a woman
