Lirik Lagu Pussy - The Clipse
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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.
[Chorus - Pusha T]I ain't in to fat lippin, I'm in to gat grippinA cat's slippin, is a cat drippinWhy I say that, the cat's slippin, the Mac's spittinThe cat drippin, look in the mirror you's a fat kittenPuuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah
[Verse 1 - Pusha T]All I wanted growing up, was remote controlsNow my whole life remote control, hit the block dope controlGot ghetto corners choking slowGrandmama go to church, trying to soak my soul, oh!This one's for my foes, find yourselfIn a hopeless hole, trying to go against him!I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on stringsIt - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto!A young stock market, put money in your pocketCause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop itI rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah?Said it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eyeContagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton MonogramPastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well?These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+Nigga the franchise of Star Trak sales, uh!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Malice]They'd rather see me not breathing, than see me achieveHave my mama grieving, crouched to her kneesJealous hearted niggaz, y'all wear it on ya sleeveLike a scarlet letter, for the world to seeCan't hide the truth, decendents of painSo y'all get exposed, like the sons of HusseinMy game weight grown, this is no factWhen cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac BromeI'm not these rap kids, wit childish anticsWho make diss records, who rock hat backwardsThese are higher stakes, this is not average weightThis is not pinching penny's bitch, this is carrot cakeThis is the difference 'tween rookies and the prosThey pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flowBut so (so, so), I'm never one that be jeal'Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Pusha T]They say the Lord closes wind
[Verse 1 - Pusha T]All I wanted growing up, was remote controlsNow my whole life remote control, hit the block dope controlGot ghetto corners choking slowGrandmama go to church, trying to soak my soul, oh!This one's for my foes, find yourselfIn a hopeless hole, trying to go against him!I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on stringsIt - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto!A young stock market, put money in your pocketCause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop itI rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah?Said it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eyeContagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton MonogramPastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well?These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+Nigga the franchise of Star Trak sales, uh!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Malice]They'd rather see me not breathing, than see me achieveHave my mama grieving, crouched to her kneesJealous hearted niggaz, y'all wear it on ya sleeveLike a scarlet letter, for the world to seeCan't hide the truth, decendents of painSo y'all get exposed, like the sons of HusseinMy game weight grown, this is no factWhen cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac BromeI'm not these rap kids, wit childish anticsWho make diss records, who rock hat backwardsThese are higher stakes, this is not average weightThis is not pinching penny's bitch, this is carrot cakeThis is the difference 'tween rookies and the prosThey pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flowBut so (so, so), I'm never one that be jeal'Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Pusha T]They say the Lord closes wind
