Lirik Lagu I Got A Secret - Redman
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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
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- 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.
DamnLadies.. and gentlemenI got a secretSomebody told me yo' ass stink!Don't blame me!
Hah what huh..Ah one two three fourHuh huh yoHuh yo yo yo yo yo yo(c'mere baby)Yo yo yo yo yo yoYo huh
Yeah yi yeah these metaphors be broadTake the Shanks out of Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jawClimb aboard jump out the ninety ninth floorThat bitch on the salt box know when I rain I pourShoot up the Mardi Gras with double chrome forty-foursFull up plates, cause someone I'm ready to take yours!Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatinHyperventilatin, you're talk of the town like date rapingCall me the Doc-casian Spot, The BeatlesMalfunction in the SL Board without the EQFuck fuck fuck bitch I'll bust a nut all over that gutBuck buck buck souflee you lay you then I'm hittin that clutchIt's where the blacks rub, what, fuck your back upMy dubs be filled with dust when I bust you definitely feelthe rapture.. ha ha.. HA HAH.. HA HAH!
Aiyyo! Feel what I feel, see what I see sonBreak your neck -- secretly blown, talico style DocTrace the sketch -- according to verbal recording hotBricks underground detox fuck up farm cropsYo beautiful! Cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticalsI react - the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticlesI'm stone, to the bone, flip poems that roam furtherI serve the murder then beef it to ham-burger* Redman skats, I can't follow it * but I'm only kiddingKnowin god damn well that's hard to spitFans call me mix tape arsonist, marvelous, in the hoodEveryday, wanna star? Check an astrologistFuck fuck fuck bitch
Hah what huh..Ah one two three fourHuh huh yoHuh yo yo yo yo yo yo(c'mere baby)Yo yo yo yo yo yoYo huh
Yeah yi yeah these metaphors be broadTake the Shanks out of Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jawClimb aboard jump out the ninety ninth floorThat bitch on the salt box know when I rain I pourShoot up the Mardi Gras with double chrome forty-foursFull up plates, cause someone I'm ready to take yours!Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatinHyperventilatin, you're talk of the town like date rapingCall me the Doc-casian Spot, The BeatlesMalfunction in the SL Board without the EQFuck fuck fuck bitch I'll bust a nut all over that gutBuck buck buck souflee you lay you then I'm hittin that clutchIt's where the blacks rub, what, fuck your back upMy dubs be filled with dust when I bust you definitely feelthe rapture.. ha ha.. HA HAH.. HA HAH!
Aiyyo! Feel what I feel, see what I see sonBreak your neck -- secretly blown, talico style DocTrace the sketch -- according to verbal recording hotBricks underground detox fuck up farm cropsYo beautiful! Cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticalsI react - the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticlesI'm stone, to the bone, flip poems that roam furtherI serve the murder then beef it to ham-burger* Redman skats, I can't follow it * but I'm only kiddingKnowin god damn well that's hard to spitFans call me mix tape arsonist, marvelous, in the hoodEveryday, wanna star? Check an astrologistFuck fuck fuck bitch
