Lirik Lagu Benz Or Beemer - Outkast
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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.
{"It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ash Street.It's not clear if the suspect caused it; it is clear he wieldeda hammer and told ..... to get out of his car."}
Verse One: Big Boi Andre
Yeah yeah check itFrom alligator belts to patty melts I be that smoothest niggaSo hwo do you figga that Atlant don't be pullin dem triggasThe Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitchMan, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickednessSee one is for the money two is for my niggaz who jackNiggaz ain't takin that shit no mo' they got big Benz and CadillacMy gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin now?I'm pissin up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave that cracker was foul
Too close for comfort, too close to homeToo close to be playin yo ass so hey why don't you get yo' ownAs long, as I got this legallyPeople see that we can be on top of things without causinanother nigga sorrow, I know it seems it ain't enough to go aroundBut keep on holdin on like Goodie Mob cause it's a better day tomorrowThat's all I can say, can't tell the futureTomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot youFor your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seatQuick and snappy with a happy face before you bleedAsk me, if that material shit is worth yo' lifeI don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
Verse Two: Andre, Big Boi
Deep in the dungeon for these many monthsAmongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass around dem bluntsHad to cut it out like Cheers, but for years I used to burn emGettin deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternumChest/chess, I never played but made many a movesI still blame it on session cause I can't remember the dueI guess, I feel that gettin a Benz is out of the questionThe world is yellin Hootie Hoo but in my pockets nuthin butgum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm brokeNothin but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke
I'm travellin up to Jersey with four keys off in my trunkAnd thinkin of startin the ways to get that motherfucker krunkSee yes I be that nigga that with that sess off in my chestSmokin and tokin them token blacks, that wanted to testSee strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz they dieI never fuck no white bitch, I stop eatin that pig styBe activatin that Lo-Jack cause the Fleetwood has been stolenCampalton Road is open, the B-I-G has spokenCause it's like this
Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre
I got these thoughts, similar to the ones that call in the wildUp in the Benz is where I be doin about a hundred milesThe world is FUCKED UP how these niggaz be drivin drunkVehicular homicide with their bodies off in your trunkTo me the cards is not belong I use that strong arm robberyRobbin spree, look at me, W-M-BBackwards, takin you to the cha cha with these versesComin around the projects make you sleep off in dem hearsesI got a word of wisdom, for those who must be zestYou'll be needin a physical therapist, cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashellsI was around the corner from Clemson Hills thinkin about the V-12But maybe not for long because I just done seen the lightI'm packin my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be alrightJust moving the steering wheel side to side like a slalomNow I ain't got no problem I'm just breakin the steerin columnI spot him, in the middle of the MARTA parkin lotI'm hearin a voice in the back of my head yellin "Andre stop!"But do I stop, naw I figure it's a come upBut now I'm goin down cause the folks wanna run upDAMN!!!
{"These days, the best way to deal with a car jackeris to simply give them what they want."}
Verse One: Big Boi Andre
Yeah yeah check itFrom alligator belts to patty melts I be that smoothest niggaSo hwo do you figga that Atlant don't be pullin dem triggasThe Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitchMan, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickednessSee one is for the money two is for my niggaz who jackNiggaz ain't takin that shit no mo' they got big Benz and CadillacMy gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin now?I'm pissin up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave that cracker was foul
Too close for comfort, too close to homeToo close to be playin yo ass so hey why don't you get yo' ownAs long, as I got this legallyPeople see that we can be on top of things without causinanother nigga sorrow, I know it seems it ain't enough to go aroundBut keep on holdin on like Goodie Mob cause it's a better day tomorrowThat's all I can say, can't tell the futureTomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot youFor your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seatQuick and snappy with a happy face before you bleedAsk me, if that material shit is worth yo' lifeI don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
Verse Two: Andre, Big Boi
Deep in the dungeon for these many monthsAmongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass around dem bluntsHad to cut it out like Cheers, but for years I used to burn emGettin deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternumChest/chess, I never played but made many a movesI still blame it on session cause I can't remember the dueI guess, I feel that gettin a Benz is out of the questionThe world is yellin Hootie Hoo but in my pockets nuthin butgum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm brokeNothin but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke
I'm travellin up to Jersey with four keys off in my trunkAnd thinkin of startin the ways to get that motherfucker krunkSee yes I be that nigga that with that sess off in my chestSmokin and tokin them token blacks, that wanted to testSee strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz they dieI never fuck no white bitch, I stop eatin that pig styBe activatin that Lo-Jack cause the Fleetwood has been stolenCampalton Road is open, the B-I-G has spokenCause it's like this
Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre
I got these thoughts, similar to the ones that call in the wildUp in the Benz is where I be doin about a hundred milesThe world is FUCKED UP how these niggaz be drivin drunkVehicular homicide with their bodies off in your trunkTo me the cards is not belong I use that strong arm robberyRobbin spree, look at me, W-M-BBackwards, takin you to the cha cha with these versesComin around the projects make you sleep off in dem hearsesI got a word of wisdom, for those who must be zestYou'll be needin a physical therapist, cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashellsI was around the corner from Clemson Hills thinkin about the V-12But maybe not for long because I just done seen the lightI'm packin my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be alrightJust moving the steering wheel side to side like a slalomNow I ain't got no problem I'm just breakin the steerin columnI spot him, in the middle of the MARTA parkin lotI'm hearin a voice in the back of my head yellin "Andre stop!"But do I stop, naw I figure it's a come upBut now I'm goin down cause the folks wanna run upDAMN!!!
{"These days, the best way to deal with a car jackeris to simply give them what they want."}
