Lirik Lagu Wasted feat. Juicy J - Travis Scott
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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.
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
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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.
Wasted, undoneI’m wasted right nowWasted right nowWasted right now
Take a sip, drowning in this shitChoppers on my hip, I hold my headI've been taking risks to make that money flip, shots to the headI ain't ordering, I can't afford this shitGo to war with this you overboard, I'm over bored with shitNow it's a pair of player niggasGotta day to day stack and still I pay accounts20 racks to show just a little allowanceOnly come to Houston if the boy allow itBow your head to a real oneComing down with them main niggasH-town don't play with usThem Reddick boys stay with itI've been grinding, slaving over time since I was a fanLooking in the mirror like one day Jacques you gon' be the manOne skinny tatted nigga, blunt flickerYoung La Flame hot spitter, who can't hold his liquor, yeah
It's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the endIt's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
There's a lot of motherfuckers that can't handle they liquorCan't handle these drugsWasted, undoneIt's only real niggas that can handle their shit manWasted, undoneYeaWasted, undoneSo if you tryna get lit, wanna pour upMake sure you stay on our level cause we go upLet me see you up
Is you wasted baby?One shot, two shots and you still talking crazy3 shots and you fadedFreaks coming out at night and they game X rated4 shots now she wanna do the cliqueAny more shots she ain't gon' remember shitSmoking on extendos, no clipsProject hoes going up in the RitzShe gon' do it for a G anything for me broShe just wanna fucking drink and chief all the weed upSexy bitch pop that pussy cause you in your primePour that purple over ice call it turtle timeShawty never been a hesitatorGot her going down on the elevatorHear that pussy bomb, I'ma detonate herFuck her from the back, keep the neck for laterNo magic trick but I levitate herWith the magic stick. nothing less than greatWhen I hit her with the dope D I'm goneDon't text me later, no extra favors
It's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the endIt's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
Weed, lean, MDMA, he say she sayAll the products of a young man gone the long wayFrom the home that he knew till he roamed where he atAnd the phone break up, unknown wake upSeveral one night standsHung up phone, break upIf he fall will he fly? Sure wouldn't take muchFor you to find out, jumpHow you took that plungeIf not, we're in the same spotHow could you judge?How could you judge?Could you judge?
Take a sip, drowning in this shitChoppers on my hip, I hold my headI've been taking risks to make that money flip, shots to the headI ain't ordering, I can't afford this shitGo to war with this you overboard, I'm over bored with shitNow it's a pair of player niggasGotta day to day stack and still I pay accounts20 racks to show just a little allowanceOnly come to Houston if the boy allow itBow your head to a real oneComing down with them main niggasH-town don't play with usThem Reddick boys stay with itI've been grinding, slaving over time since I was a fanLooking in the mirror like one day Jacques you gon' be the manOne skinny tatted nigga, blunt flickerYoung La Flame hot spitter, who can't hold his liquor, yeah
It's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the endIt's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
There's a lot of motherfuckers that can't handle they liquorCan't handle these drugsWasted, undoneIt's only real niggas that can handle their shit manWasted, undoneYeaWasted, undoneSo if you tryna get lit, wanna pour upMake sure you stay on our level cause we go upLet me see you up
Is you wasted baby?One shot, two shots and you still talking crazy3 shots and you fadedFreaks coming out at night and they game X rated4 shots now she wanna do the cliqueAny more shots she ain't gon' remember shitSmoking on extendos, no clipsProject hoes going up in the RitzShe gon' do it for a G anything for me broShe just wanna fucking drink and chief all the weed upSexy bitch pop that pussy cause you in your primePour that purple over ice call it turtle timeShawty never been a hesitatorGot her going down on the elevatorHear that pussy bomb, I'ma detonate herFuck her from the back, keep the neck for laterNo magic trick but I levitate herWith the magic stick. nothing less than greatWhen I hit her with the dope D I'm goneDon't text me later, no extra favors
It's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the endIt's really going down in the goddamn southI'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
Weed, lean, MDMA, he say she sayAll the products of a young man gone the long wayFrom the home that he knew till he roamed where he atAnd the phone break up, unknown wake upSeveral one night standsHung up phone, break upIf he fall will he fly? Sure wouldn't take muchFor you to find out, jumpHow you took that plungeIf not, we're in the same spotHow could you judge?How could you judge?Could you judge?
