Lirik Lagu He's a Bird, He's a Plane - South Park Mexican
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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
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- 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.
First Verse (SPM):
The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summerDrug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna"Fast learner, attack like piranhasMy next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba"I smoke her cuz I love herBought a Danny GloverNow I'm burnin' rubber in somebody Baby MotherFrom the gutter diggin' in your trash canFuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last danceI came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucksThe only thing I sell is SMOKEABLE productsMy all-white Chucks turn a man into dustYou wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rushI'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack childGot the rap game shinin' up my reptilesMake your ears ring when I sting like a scorpionPronounce him dead by four P.M.Call me Los Kevorkian
Chorus (Ayana M.):
Some do it for the money and fameHe just don't wanna sell no more 'caneNow his flow is a beautiful thingS-P-M, he's a bird, he's a plane
(2x)
Second Verse (SPM):
In Hillwood, we didn't have many choicesI'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voicesThe Coys is a family who didn't have muchExcept the love of a single Mother's touchThe lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weedI was first on the block, and last to leaveFeel the rain as it falls on this, tricky gameBreakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Dran...Lift my name against my pain is usedTo entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like...Shit's the sameBorn loser, V-12 cruiserI opened up a store for the common drug userThirty-six eggs, come from one chickenSome of you ain't livin', fuckin' with the unforgivenI'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prisonThey go to jail or Hell just because it's free admissionMAN!
Chorus
Third Verse (SPM):
Five on the dot when I hit the crack spotThirty slab rocks in a little matchboxHoe ass cops hit the cut around sevenGot a fiend on the pipe, and arrested him for resinFuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste itBut you bitches gonna have to settle for a baseheadCuz I don't slip, broke quicker than a shipWrap a platinum hit, make the police Captain sickBackstreet legends, the World feel my prescenceI'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to TexasYou can keep the Lexus cuz I bought two BenzesOn the microphone I'll brake you off with one sentenceStay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the airThey asked me what my race was, I told them it was playerA very rare breed, almost extinctThe way I walk, the way I think,The shit I wear, the shit I drink,The way I stink, I smell like fruity hydroponicWhen haters see my car, they turn around and vomitI'm loco, fuck any player hatin' jotoYou ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tan poco
Chorus
The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summerDrug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna"Fast learner, attack like piranhasMy next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba"I smoke her cuz I love herBought a Danny GloverNow I'm burnin' rubber in somebody Baby MotherFrom the gutter diggin' in your trash canFuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last danceI came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucksThe only thing I sell is SMOKEABLE productsMy all-white Chucks turn a man into dustYou wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rushI'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack childGot the rap game shinin' up my reptilesMake your ears ring when I sting like a scorpionPronounce him dead by four P.M.Call me Los Kevorkian
Chorus (Ayana M.):
Some do it for the money and fameHe just don't wanna sell no more 'caneNow his flow is a beautiful thingS-P-M, he's a bird, he's a plane
(2x)
Second Verse (SPM):
In Hillwood, we didn't have many choicesI'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voicesThe Coys is a family who didn't have muchExcept the love of a single Mother's touchThe lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weedI was first on the block, and last to leaveFeel the rain as it falls on this, tricky gameBreakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Dran...Lift my name against my pain is usedTo entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like...Shit's the sameBorn loser, V-12 cruiserI opened up a store for the common drug userThirty-six eggs, come from one chickenSome of you ain't livin', fuckin' with the unforgivenI'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prisonThey go to jail or Hell just because it's free admissionMAN!
Chorus
Third Verse (SPM):
Five on the dot when I hit the crack spotThirty slab rocks in a little matchboxHoe ass cops hit the cut around sevenGot a fiend on the pipe, and arrested him for resinFuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste itBut you bitches gonna have to settle for a baseheadCuz I don't slip, broke quicker than a shipWrap a platinum hit, make the police Captain sickBackstreet legends, the World feel my prescenceI'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to TexasYou can keep the Lexus cuz I bought two BenzesOn the microphone I'll brake you off with one sentenceStay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the airThey asked me what my race was, I told them it was playerA very rare breed, almost extinctThe way I walk, the way I think,The shit I wear, the shit I drink,The way I stink, I smell like fruity hydroponicWhen haters see my car, they turn around and vomitI'm loco, fuck any player hatin' jotoYou ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tan poco
Chorus
