Lirik Lagu I Got 1 For Ya - Kid Rock
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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.
Lit up like the 4thI'ma happy drunkCome to papa big mamaCause your daddys drunkI wanna pump, pump it up like the Good Year blimpMake ya holla for a dollaThats the way I pimpGold links and minks and shrimp dinners on the BayouThems are the things that I ain't gonna buy youIts like one of them freak thangsHit it once - maybe every couple weeks thangsI got no loveI got no richesI don't roll vougesAnd I ain't got switchesI got no game, I can't reward yaBut if you wanna long one baby...
Chorus x2I got 1 for yaThis is your shot(Uh-huh check it)
People always talkin' what they gonna doThey must want their face to maybe taste my shoeI can't understand all the push and shoveAnd what the fuck to the peace and loveWho planted that glove man - I don't careI'm too busy running my fingers thru your mama's hairI got no time for the fakes and the phoniesThe crooks and the creeps and the cops and the croniesAm I the only one on my sideTest my pride I betcha run and hideYou think I'm weak so you looking for the killBut theres sixteen shots in my ninemilly...
Chorus x2
Jimmy Jimmy Ji-Jimmy JimmyYeah... Yeah, lay it down brotha(Lay it down wit it baby)
Record companies stressing cause they all want hitsAnd yeah I'm bout it bout it so I make 'em like thisThey say hey there boy all we need is one songShorten up that hook we don't need it that longDon't wanna hear me cuss don't wanna hear me bragSo I'm grabbing on my thingy while I let my pants sagNever been what I've writtenJust writing what I'm doingThey say they like my records but they're still boo-hooingMy choice always tightMy rhymes will floor yaHey fly you wanna hear money? Ha ha ha...
Chorus to fade
Chorus x2I got 1 for yaThis is your shot(Uh-huh check it)
People always talkin' what they gonna doThey must want their face to maybe taste my shoeI can't understand all the push and shoveAnd what the fuck to the peace and loveWho planted that glove man - I don't careI'm too busy running my fingers thru your mama's hairI got no time for the fakes and the phoniesThe crooks and the creeps and the cops and the croniesAm I the only one on my sideTest my pride I betcha run and hideYou think I'm weak so you looking for the killBut theres sixteen shots in my ninemilly...
Chorus x2
Jimmy Jimmy Ji-Jimmy JimmyYeah... Yeah, lay it down brotha(Lay it down wit it baby)
Record companies stressing cause they all want hitsAnd yeah I'm bout it bout it so I make 'em like thisThey say hey there boy all we need is one songShorten up that hook we don't need it that longDon't wanna hear me cuss don't wanna hear me bragSo I'm grabbing on my thingy while I let my pants sagNever been what I've writtenJust writing what I'm doingThey say they like my records but they're still boo-hooingMy choice always tightMy rhymes will floor yaHey fly you wanna hear money? Ha ha ha...
Chorus to fade
