Lirik Lagu Santorini Greece - Rick Ross
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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.
Sometimes I be wanting to say "fuck the world!"I don't give a fuck!Shoot it out with all you bitchesBitches don't love meYoung black nigga, nigga fighting the world, niggaEverywhere you go bitches throwing rocks niggaMan, a nigga in a Lamborghini
Seen a Cuban kilo I was 15Dealing yayo never had my teeth cleanedRestricted license but I'm so divisiveI know the snipers and I flow the nicestFresher than Groovy Lou at a Coogi shootA multiple weapons in my new Gucci bootsThe bank account done caught the holy ghostI say the bank account done caught the holy ghostHot pastrami for my Jewish chicksEight days of Christmas, every day a newer giftI'm Michael Jackson to the rich niggasThat leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippersSuicide, or rather crucifiedI prophesize your whole crew demiseMutulu wife reside in Cuba niggaShoot you, let you bleed out, it's how they do it nigga
Huh! Huh!These niggas don't believe in GodFrom this very moment, you should believe in God
Half of my niggas headed to AtticaEither trafficking or destined to be a janitorDiabetes rampant in my blood lineThat why fat boy be happy to see the sunshineI'm here for results baby let's cut to chaseSticky fingers and paperD.A. will drop the caseArt Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with 'em2 seaters for all the soldiers who running with 'emAsk 100 women, yeah they wanna hit 'emI be half awake and still be running in 'emTwo new liter sprite to get me through the nightBowling alley in the basement but we still shooting diceRich forever, killa take my old adviceBetter yet, take my old bitches and mold 'em rightAnd if I want her back I come and take her backSantorini Greece, I put it on the map
Some points you niggas gotta be gratefulMutulu ShakurI know your dreads touching the floor nigga
We in the last days, these racist agendasBlatant double standards because I'm a niggaJesse Jackson on them people payrollWhen you black, lips chapped cause the game coldI'm giving niggas jobs when I sing songsWhite man love me when I get my bling onBut you hate me buying real estate in foreign landRespect my genius, all my people PortisheadRoom full of cloaks and they count votesMillion man march and I'm taking notesMade it to the top, you thought they saw a ghostFacing tax evasion, niggas sell they soulSo selling dope was the path we choseAnd now it's boats in the Bel-Air rowsRich niggas in the set and stoneNeck rocky, Sylvester StalloneSee me in Capris or them AndesSantorini, Greece with a dime pieceMy money long, you know I'm out your reachOnly fat nigga jogging on the beachVersace underwear but see the ass crackOblivious to how rapid my cash stackI'm a pistol toter, fuck I'm voting for?If I could, I'd drop a bomb, let's take em all to warMy favorite shorty out of BaltimoreEvery Chanel you know I bought it for herAll the arguments she never called the lawI was never home but hid the money in the wallsConstant visits from the A.T.FSo I copped some cribs in the ATLMartha Stewart decorated bothSnoop Dogg donated the smoke
This Chinese arithmetic, and it all add upIt all add upBig Dog, Big BossHuh! Huh!
Seen a Cuban kilo I was 15Dealing yayo never had my teeth cleanedRestricted license but I'm so divisiveI know the snipers and I flow the nicestFresher than Groovy Lou at a Coogi shootA multiple weapons in my new Gucci bootsThe bank account done caught the holy ghostI say the bank account done caught the holy ghostHot pastrami for my Jewish chicksEight days of Christmas, every day a newer giftI'm Michael Jackson to the rich niggasThat leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippersSuicide, or rather crucifiedI prophesize your whole crew demiseMutulu wife reside in Cuba niggaShoot you, let you bleed out, it's how they do it nigga
Huh! Huh!These niggas don't believe in GodFrom this very moment, you should believe in God
Half of my niggas headed to AtticaEither trafficking or destined to be a janitorDiabetes rampant in my blood lineThat why fat boy be happy to see the sunshineI'm here for results baby let's cut to chaseSticky fingers and paperD.A. will drop the caseArt Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with 'em2 seaters for all the soldiers who running with 'emAsk 100 women, yeah they wanna hit 'emI be half awake and still be running in 'emTwo new liter sprite to get me through the nightBowling alley in the basement but we still shooting diceRich forever, killa take my old adviceBetter yet, take my old bitches and mold 'em rightAnd if I want her back I come and take her backSantorini Greece, I put it on the map
Some points you niggas gotta be gratefulMutulu ShakurI know your dreads touching the floor nigga
We in the last days, these racist agendasBlatant double standards because I'm a niggaJesse Jackson on them people payrollWhen you black, lips chapped cause the game coldI'm giving niggas jobs when I sing songsWhite man love me when I get my bling onBut you hate me buying real estate in foreign landRespect my genius, all my people PortisheadRoom full of cloaks and they count votesMillion man march and I'm taking notesMade it to the top, you thought they saw a ghostFacing tax evasion, niggas sell they soulSo selling dope was the path we choseAnd now it's boats in the Bel-Air rowsRich niggas in the set and stoneNeck rocky, Sylvester StalloneSee me in Capris or them AndesSantorini, Greece with a dime pieceMy money long, you know I'm out your reachOnly fat nigga jogging on the beachVersace underwear but see the ass crackOblivious to how rapid my cash stackI'm a pistol toter, fuck I'm voting for?If I could, I'd drop a bomb, let's take em all to warMy favorite shorty out of BaltimoreEvery Chanel you know I bought it for herAll the arguments she never called the lawI was never home but hid the money in the wallsConstant visits from the A.T.FSo I copped some cribs in the ATLMartha Stewart decorated bothSnoop Dogg donated the smoke
This Chinese arithmetic, and it all add upIt all add upBig Dog, Big BossHuh! Huh!
