Lirik Lagu Lord Loco's Melody - South Park Mexican
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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.
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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.
[Verse 1]The game on tilt Dope House what I builtBeans get spilt and niggas get killedSleepin on silk cuz you head got peeledCaught the hot slug blood spillin like milkKing of the Hill baby momma named JillNaw I aint trippin uhh maybe just a lilPeace to Big Will up in what MackadosiousButt naked hoes's doing my promotionsRats n roaches baseball coachesThat was '82 now I stay by the oceanIn a 3 story while I while I read all thisJap on my lap ass flat like Sigourny'sShe so horny outside its stormyGet my hydro from a nigga named GeorgiePurple n sticky smoke like a hippieIn the game throwed till you hoes come and get me
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
[Verse 2]I spit from the neck once again I'm a wreckI like chicken salad with the what vinegretteLike my girl sassy southern and sexyCreep in my jet ski they tryin to arrest meIm like Pesci in that movie GoodfellasI hang with dope sellers dear God can you help usRoll a lil forest for the ones who went before usNigga you aint ballin take them 20's off that TaurusAppologizin momma I'm so sorry about the pastFor everytime I didnt clean the house and cut the grassOr the time I threw up on your brand new couchesOr the time you caught me cooking up them 9 ouncesDrug dealing son aint much to be proud ofMy only fucking goal was to sew the whole town upI promised to get out of the game so many timesIs hard to explain so I wrote these lines
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
[Verse 3]I put the codeine in my soda popCops lookin at me like I stole the dropWhat I cant have things like swing-a-langsTwelve hundred dollar shirts on plastic hangersIm a +Star+ like +Spangle+ my chain gon jangle7 carat bracelet on my baby ankleIma give my Seiko to my homeboy PedroI make hoes strip at every state showNiggas wanna kill me ill let yall tell itYou know how many times I heard that shitYall niggas sound like parrotsIm a Green Beret yall niggas green pa-rrotsI hit you from the back but you dont land on your chestI pop stress pills like ??? and XIma buy things like Rolls's and jetsI left a mark on this game and didnt get no creditI got a song called Hate and I cant even spell it
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
[Verse 2]I spit from the neck once again I'm a wreckI like chicken salad with the what vinegretteLike my girl sassy southern and sexyCreep in my jet ski they tryin to arrest meIm like Pesci in that movie GoodfellasI hang with dope sellers dear God can you help usRoll a lil forest for the ones who went before usNigga you aint ballin take them 20's off that TaurusAppologizin momma I'm so sorry about the pastFor everytime I didnt clean the house and cut the grassOr the time I threw up on your brand new couchesOr the time you caught me cooking up them 9 ouncesDrug dealing son aint much to be proud ofMy only fucking goal was to sew the whole town upI promised to get out of the game so many timesIs hard to explain so I wrote these lines
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
[Verse 3]I put the codeine in my soda popCops lookin at me like I stole the dropWhat I cant have things like swing-a-langsTwelve hundred dollar shirts on plastic hangersIm a +Star+ like +Spangle+ my chain gon jangle7 carat bracelet on my baby ankleIma give my Seiko to my homeboy PedroI make hoes strip at every state showNiggas wanna kill me ill let yall tell itYou know how many times I heard that shitYall niggas sound like parrotsIm a Green Beret yall niggas green pa-rrotsI hit you from the back but you dont land on your chestI pop stress pills like ??? and XIma buy things like Rolls's and jetsI left a mark on this game and didnt get no creditI got a song called Hate and I cant even spell it
[Chorus: JC ad libs]
