Lirik Lagu Side 2 Side - Lil' Rob
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
It's time to rideFront, back, side to sideCorner and pancakeHaha, make my car shake shake
My carrucha got so many pumps and dumpsHydraulics, custom paint, rims and bumpsEverything I need in my low-lowI go hook it up with them vatos who can hook it upWrap it up from the bottom up, homeboy tear it upWhen I'm done juice them up, go back out and use some upFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake like a Southern California earthquakeI take, many chances on this carrucha that dancesLike a ruca, ass up, titties downSo many Chevys you would think we're in the 60'sNow I'm through, grab a tissue from my dispenserGrab another 45 for me and change the recordMy neck hurts from hitting all dayYou play you pay but that's ok, I'll hit my switches til the day I pass away
[Chorus]Front, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake shakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake shakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancake
I hit my switches up, I hit my switches downI put the top up, I put the top back downNo matter where I go they say my tire's the glowAnd next time tell me something I don't know, I like to roll lowI'm a lowrider rolling on hundred-spoke wiresGotta be thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with 5x20 tiresYou say that you three wheel, I bet that I three wheel higherGot a chrome extinguisher just in case I catch fireAnd if I do I'll get myself a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and it's doneThat's Q-Vo, Q-Vo, I got the iches to hit the switchesPeople tripping, how I lit this, street up with sparksListen to my perros bark, slam it to the ground everytime I parkBut when I leave I raise it up againHit the front down, hit them up again, down, then I get them up again
[Chorus]
Hey homeboy that's a pretty bad ass convertible you got there homeboy, '63?SimonHey that's a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got there homeboy, '93?Simon
I start my car up and gas her everytime I dance it I break somethingDon't worry, it's nothing that we can't fixCuz I don't stop until the pumps bust or until I get a head rushOr until some hynas get in the mixI hit my switches, the jura gives me ticketsWhenever you fix it, back to hitting switchesHynas blowing kisses, throwing out their digitsPay me a visit, Lil' Rob, and we can kick itYou see my six tail-lights when I'm at the stop lightGo up at an angle, watch my front tire dangleThrew it up on three wheels, but I can hear my pump squeelTime for me to go holmes, my batteries are low holmes
[Chorus]
My carrucha got so many pumps and dumpsHydraulics, custom paint, rims and bumpsEverything I need in my low-lowI go hook it up with them vatos who can hook it upWrap it up from the bottom up, homeboy tear it upWhen I'm done juice them up, go back out and use some upFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake like a Southern California earthquakeI take, many chances on this carrucha that dancesLike a ruca, ass up, titties downSo many Chevys you would think we're in the 60'sNow I'm through, grab a tissue from my dispenserGrab another 45 for me and change the recordMy neck hurts from hitting all dayYou play you pay but that's ok, I'll hit my switches til the day I pass away
[Chorus]Front, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake shakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancakePeople trip out when they see my carro shake shakeFront, back, side to side, corner and pancake
I hit my switches up, I hit my switches downI put the top up, I put the top back downNo matter where I go they say my tire's the glowAnd next time tell me something I don't know, I like to roll lowI'm a lowrider rolling on hundred-spoke wiresGotta be thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with 5x20 tiresYou say that you three wheel, I bet that I three wheel higherGot a chrome extinguisher just in case I catch fireAnd if I do I'll get myself a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and it's doneThat's Q-Vo, Q-Vo, I got the iches to hit the switchesPeople tripping, how I lit this, street up with sparksListen to my perros bark, slam it to the ground everytime I parkBut when I leave I raise it up againHit the front down, hit them up again, down, then I get them up again
[Chorus]
Hey homeboy that's a pretty bad ass convertible you got there homeboy, '63?SimonHey that's a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got there homeboy, '93?Simon
I start my car up and gas her everytime I dance it I break somethingDon't worry, it's nothing that we can't fixCuz I don't stop until the pumps bust or until I get a head rushOr until some hynas get in the mixI hit my switches, the jura gives me ticketsWhenever you fix it, back to hitting switchesHynas blowing kisses, throwing out their digitsPay me a visit, Lil' Rob, and we can kick itYou see my six tail-lights when I'm at the stop lightGo up at an angle, watch my front tire dangleThrew it up on three wheels, but I can hear my pump squeelTime for me to go holmes, my batteries are low holmes
[Chorus]
