Lirik Lagu Barz For Dayz - Mac Miller
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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.
Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. [x4]
Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I don't smileCuz this cats need to get there own styleHold the phone dialI go miles, when I'm sprinting on the beatYou get lifted of yo feetWhen yo spliffin up my treesQuit givin me a speechI really tryna hear thisSee with these lyricsI'm tryna run fearlessWe playing games in this jungle, JumanjiWith bomb tree, hidden under all my dirty laundryCall me an arm free fucking aroundI'm putting words in your mindSo you in love with the soundThey saving my placeTryna shove this food in my faceSo they force it down my throatTil I'm use to the tasteNow move to your placeCuz I'm campin out on topFresh kicks on my feetWhile you sititn in some socksCops tryna get me lockCatch me fucking with shenanigansBut ill just handle them and throw them in the ambulanceThey want to know what my hands is inScare me straightGet back bitch I ain't tryna share my plateWhats good fam, I love money, I will marry cake.Get a rich bitch like Ashley and Mary Kate.And I ain't talking about one of themI'm getting bothI grab them and get a loAnd then take their money and their coatsI blow trees, so my mouth is always filled with smokeYou sniffin cokeSinging but you haven't hit a note
Plus that shit you wrote isn't set to carry a crowdI'm legendary anywhere that I'm outI'm sharing this poundWith my people like a how high sequelTold my people need to air out the houseSo beware of my mouthSpittin venom, coming out the cerebellumWith these kicks on my feet,See I told you I was gellinYou playin felonYou in stealin a pennyI put a hole in your belly like you oprah or jenny
Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. [x4]
I sport a long white tee, fitted cap, baggy pants.If you see me be sure to slap my handSome people do it for the loveSome peiple do it cuz they canBut me, I'm tryna be legend like Bag a VanceSome rap will make you thinkWhile other shit will make you danceSo I bump what ever is in the systemTryin to make some plansI just want to see whats good for the night timeIF nothings hype, I'ma head up to crib and write rhymesAge like white wine, nicer by the second,Thats why I never put punctuation on a sentenceCuz the song goes on, here a dope songIf they say I wasn't for real, then you was told wrongSee you ain't on, what we onYou bright, I'm neonI'm smoking up the weed till the tree goneYeaahhMy life is up and down like a sew sawSo I stay with a Bitch like Leon...Phelps
Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I don't smileCuz this cats need to get there own styleHold the phone dialI go miles, when I'm sprinting on the beatYou get lifted of yo feetWhen yo spliffin up my treesQuit givin me a speechI really tryna hear thisSee with these lyricsI'm tryna run fearlessWe playing games in this jungle, JumanjiWith bomb tree, hidden under all my dirty laundryCall me an arm free fucking aroundI'm putting words in your mindSo you in love with the soundThey saving my placeTryna shove this food in my faceSo they force it down my throatTil I'm use to the tasteNow move to your placeCuz I'm campin out on topFresh kicks on my feetWhile you sititn in some socksCops tryna get me lockCatch me fucking with shenanigansBut ill just handle them and throw them in the ambulanceThey want to know what my hands is inScare me straightGet back bitch I ain't tryna share my plateWhats good fam, I love money, I will marry cake.Get a rich bitch like Ashley and Mary Kate.And I ain't talking about one of themI'm getting bothI grab them and get a loAnd then take their money and their coatsI blow trees, so my mouth is always filled with smokeYou sniffin cokeSinging but you haven't hit a note
Plus that shit you wrote isn't set to carry a crowdI'm legendary anywhere that I'm outI'm sharing this poundWith my people like a how high sequelTold my people need to air out the houseSo beware of my mouthSpittin venom, coming out the cerebellumWith these kicks on my feet,See I told you I was gellinYou playin felonYou in stealin a pennyI put a hole in your belly like you oprah or jenny
Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. [x4]
I sport a long white tee, fitted cap, baggy pants.If you see me be sure to slap my handSome people do it for the loveSome peiple do it cuz they canBut me, I'm tryna be legend like Bag a VanceSome rap will make you thinkWhile other shit will make you danceSo I bump what ever is in the systemTryin to make some plansI just want to see whats good for the night timeIF nothings hype, I'ma head up to crib and write rhymesAge like white wine, nicer by the second,Thats why I never put punctuation on a sentenceCuz the song goes on, here a dope songIf they say I wasn't for real, then you was told wrongSee you ain't on, what we onYou bright, I'm neonI'm smoking up the weed till the tree goneYeaahhMy life is up and down like a sew sawSo I stay with a Bitch like Leon...Phelps
