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Lirik Lagu Loki's Theme - Lil Wayne

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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

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B-walkOn this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalkI don't know what the fuck he thoughtI put one in his head like a deep—
What up, though? It's TunechiNew Orleans nigga, turn gumbo to sushiMoney real tall like Mutombo, you punyYou already know I'm a big dog, you SnoopySoldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopySmoke it then bomb like you nuke me, it's spookyY'all niggas flukyY'all niggas always broke like a hooptyHold up, sound off, one, twoSnatch the crown off of youI make house calls, I'ma come throughAnd kick the door down like kung fuHold up, pop a bottle, Dom Peri'Like Colorado, I'm primaryDon't talk that shit, no commentaryJust shake that shh like a libraryFlow so clean, got me tiptoein'Dick so big, almost tripped over itI came on her belly, that's star jellyBitch, bitch, give me brain like a smart aleckHold up, right, left, right, left, you're toothlessBreak his nose, right hand full of mucusPussy nigga, stop playin', start douchin'Blood chillin' in the cut, no suturesUh, B-walkOne punch slept a nigga, made him sleepwalkShe up and down on this dick like a see-sawI'm steppin' 'round this bitch like the green Hulk, hold upRrr, watch your remarksYou know I check a nigga like resultsYour bitch try beat my meat, that's that meat assaultYou know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood
On Blood (On Blood), that's on Blood (On Blood)Nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (Own blood)I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)That's on Blood (On Blood)Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Suwoo)I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Suwoo)Big B's and I got my own buzzThat's on blood, that's on blood (On Blood)This nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (Own blood)I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)That's on Blood (On Blood)Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Own tub)I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Own cubs)Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (Got it out the—)
B-walkOn this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalkI don't know what the fuck he thoughtI put one in his head like a deep thoughtAnd if he walk, that's cheap talkBickin' back, boolin', that's how we talkAnd the streets talk, gotta speak softYou know niggas get killed by defaultTune act a donkey like hee-hawHim'll lay a nigga down like pink saltSmokin' that tree 'til the tree fallAnd I stay armed like sleeves offRed, red like spaghetti and meatballsCold, cold-blooded, I got the deep frostHop, hop on the D and she rejoiceI'm a Blood, little bitch, I'm a B-boy
No Diddy, on Blood, TunechiPistol-whip him, now he sippin' on bloodNo pen or pencil, but he finna draw bloodBig B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the—Got it out the mud, mudMotherfucker, got it out the mudMotherfucker, got it out the mud (On Blood)Motherfucker, got it out the mudBuzz and I got it out the—Got it out the mud, mudMotherfucker, got it out the mudMotherfucker, got it out the mud