Lirik Lagu Truly Yours - Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo
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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.
Yeah here we go just go with the flowI wanna say something about this girl I knowShe tried to play me out though check it out
This I dedicate to the girl I hateIt's a piece of my mind rhyme put on a plateSo yo go ahead swinger I'm putting up my middle fingerI'm not sad or mad I don't feel angerYou're not all that fly trying to play the roleI had girls that looked better on the hoe strollWorking night patrol, you know what I mean?I get cash and still wear Jordache jeansYou thought your drug-dealing man was much betterBecause he always came and got you in a plush JettaOr an Audi, a Benz, or a JaguarYou didn't think G. Rap was going that farI'm here to tell of, because you thought I fell offAnd now if you're riding the tip, just get the hell offYou wanted to leave because you didn't believe that I would achieveCause you had something up your slevePerhaps you might have thought I'm a dreamer with a fat headNow you're stuck with a baby from a crack headCome to my shows, you want to check to see if I wreck itThe only record your man got is a jail recordI know you like him a lot because he's a big shotThe only picture you got is his mug shotI'm on a label with well know singers in itLook, your man's getting booked and fingerprintedPolo drives a Benz from state to staeBy the way, guess who made his license platesThought I was finished, down, going through the bluesHere's a hundred dollars, go buy some new shoesGo ahead good looking, you can keep booking>From my recital I'll never get my title tookenSo you got a little 9 to 5, so what?What do you do for a living, slice cold cuts?You look slick, but you know every Tom and DickYou're more quick than a chick from a porno flickWhile you scrub floors, I go on tours>From me, G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Yo G man! You should diss her man. I heard he's a homo jimmy man!)
Listen up money, or should I say honey?You're looking more sweeter than a Playboy bunnyFingernails filed, your hair is styledAnd the gear that you wear looks hot and wildEverybody says is he, some kind of sissy?Your name was "Moose" but now they call you "Missy"Night or day lights, you fall for the gay rightsI thought you would stay bright, but now you wanna play fightWith men, and Len, your real close friendBut you wouldn't be his friend if his knees didn't bendYou're not a lady dear, you're a square and a queerBerrettes in your hair, bamboo in your earRunning in cars, hanging out in barsWinking your eyes to guys that wear brasSkintight Levi's and even kneehighsDon't try to lie, sugar, I know whyIn the ladies bathroom, spraying on perfumeStuffing your t-shirt with two balloonsYou don&#
This I dedicate to the girl I hateIt's a piece of my mind rhyme put on a plateSo yo go ahead swinger I'm putting up my middle fingerI'm not sad or mad I don't feel angerYou're not all that fly trying to play the roleI had girls that looked better on the hoe strollWorking night patrol, you know what I mean?I get cash and still wear Jordache jeansYou thought your drug-dealing man was much betterBecause he always came and got you in a plush JettaOr an Audi, a Benz, or a JaguarYou didn't think G. Rap was going that farI'm here to tell of, because you thought I fell offAnd now if you're riding the tip, just get the hell offYou wanted to leave because you didn't believe that I would achieveCause you had something up your slevePerhaps you might have thought I'm a dreamer with a fat headNow you're stuck with a baby from a crack headCome to my shows, you want to check to see if I wreck itThe only record your man got is a jail recordI know you like him a lot because he's a big shotThe only picture you got is his mug shotI'm on a label with well know singers in itLook, your man's getting booked and fingerprintedPolo drives a Benz from state to staeBy the way, guess who made his license platesThought I was finished, down, going through the bluesHere's a hundred dollars, go buy some new shoesGo ahead good looking, you can keep booking>From my recital I'll never get my title tookenSo you got a little 9 to 5, so what?What do you do for a living, slice cold cuts?You look slick, but you know every Tom and DickYou're more quick than a chick from a porno flickWhile you scrub floors, I go on tours>From me, G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Yo G man! You should diss her man. I heard he's a homo jimmy man!)
Listen up money, or should I say honey?You're looking more sweeter than a Playboy bunnyFingernails filed, your hair is styledAnd the gear that you wear looks hot and wildEverybody says is he, some kind of sissy?Your name was "Moose" but now they call you "Missy"Night or day lights, you fall for the gay rightsI thought you would stay bright, but now you wanna play fightWith men, and Len, your real close friendBut you wouldn't be his friend if his knees didn't bendYou're not a lady dear, you're a square and a queerBerrettes in your hair, bamboo in your earRunning in cars, hanging out in barsWinking your eyes to guys that wear brasSkintight Levi's and even kneehighsDon't try to lie, sugar, I know whyIn the ladies bathroom, spraying on perfumeStuffing your t-shirt with two balloonsYou don&#
