Lirik FIVE FIVE - Pouya

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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked
I'm that down south 5'5 Florida boy, still rolling them dice
Better pay yo dues, better stay low key, bitch, don't mind me
Ain't going back, put it on me, I'ma live lavishly
I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked
I'm that down south 5'5 Florida boy, still rolling them dice
Better pay yo dues, better stay low key, bitch, don't mind me
Ain't going back, put it on me, I'ma live lavishly

Welcome to the South Side where them cute hoes do you dirty
In my city, we don't fist bump, we dap up and get to swervin'
In that '06 vogue, money on overload
Momma, we never going back to poverty
Fuck that, hoes on the floor like a rug rat, crawling at my feet
Rappers been mumbling, talking about nothing
They got the kids stumbling off the xannies
Now killin' themselves so slowly and I feel like Mick Folely
When I'm in your bitch raw, can't hold me back
I'm feeling myself, still rocking a shoelace for a belt
Only thing changing is my lanes and payments rates
I raise the stakes, I raise these rappers from the grave
So put some respect on my name
My flame is reigning with no label
Momma said "Get that bread and lay low
While you sippin' on your Faygo 45" Blow off your halo

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked
I'm that down south 5'5 Florida boy, still rolling them dice
Better pay yo dues, better stay low key, bitch, don't mind me
Ain't going back, put it on me, I'ma live lavishly
I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked
I'm that down south 5'5 Florida boy, still rolling them dice
Better pay yo dues, better stay low key, bitch, don't mind me
Ain't going back, put it on me, I'ma live lavishly

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