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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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.
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YG, Reem Riches - Fuck it
YG:]
Gotta go to court tomorrow fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball, fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Gotta go to court tomorrow
D.E.A. on my dick
Ya'll niggas like flys ya'll be on my shit
Ya'll niggas ain't fly ya'll niggas hoes
Ya'll niggas ain't bros ya'll nigga hoes
Money stacked for your lawyer cause I catch a case
Where the crocadile hunter at?
These niggas snakes
Ugh, ya'll nigga tried to pack the homies
Ya'll niggas swiss cheese like macaroni
Yeah, I gotta go to court tomorrow
But I prolly won't show up
Your bitch say she at home
If I pull up she gon ho up
I pastacio crack your bitch
Then pour up some actavis
Fuck the camera I got the glam on me
Two box shorty got the hammer on me
Gotta go to court tomorrow fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball, fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
[Reem Riches:]
Fuck court, fuck the judge, fuck the D.E.A
Pushaz Ink bitch we ball like E.A
Reem Rich yea my pockets on swole nigga
Young and rich I'm addicted to these gold diggers
So much money think we signed with illuminati
Inked up, tats all on a nigga body
Geeked up nigga, beam me up Scottie
That's your bitch nigga
She let us run a trolley
Yeah, she wasn't even off the molly
Pushaz Ink the label, bitch you heard about us
Hit the mall, blow a stack, then it's back to rap
Porsches, Benzo's, nigga back to back
Rap don't work, then it's back to crack
My nigga Mustard on the beat I'm his young attack
Yeah, it's a lot of money over here
Them niggas lookin broke over there
[YG:]
Gotta go to court tomorrow fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball, fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
I get a number 6 from Popeye's
I go at stop signs
I got your bitch on a hot line
I drop hits you niggas drop dimes
Yeah, just caught another case
Im nigga, my bitch is another race
Ugh, I put you in another place
You know what?
You niggas better say your grace
Yeah, you niggas better say your grace
I'm trying to beat trial like an 808
Like, like boom boom boom
My house got room room rooms
Yeah, we can smoke weed or we can do shrooms?
You nigga droppin albums too soon
Just got another court date
Like my taxes I was late
Gotta go to court tomorrow fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball, fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it -
YG, Reem Riches - West side 4 fingaz
West side 4 fingaz, hoes feening I don't want them
We got weed, bring the swishers so
Break them down and roll em hoes
[YG:]
I told them "break them down yeah roll em"
These hoes ain't ours we stole them
If the bitch ain't fucking, I kick her off my team like Odom
Yeah I'm popping like script soda
Pay for 711 when I'm rolling up
Motherfuck being sober
I'm so high I'm at the solar
I got bars like granolas
My pretty bitch is bi polar
Her attitude stank like it got an odor, so "fuck you, pay me bitch" that's what I told her
So much paper I need a folder
I'm the definition of vulgar
Drug, yeah I sold them
My nuts, when I walk I hold them
Got more plugs than a tub when you tryna set the water
09' summer I was listening to The Carter
Crack Cocaine, yeah nigga I go harder
Send a parrot hood in town, I could preach your order
Nigga copying the flow, (yep yep) kinda soda
They just trying to be like a nigga from California
Fuck with me bitch, I rep California
I beat that pussy up till' that pussy out of order
Pushaz Ink is my label, they're my niggas, that's my company
This ain't no "sissy role", no "Lollipop" shit my nigga sucka-free
Best believe she packed with a Whole lotta ass, if she fuck with me
I'm charging 7 thousand 5 hundred for a verse, pay me nigga ain't nothing free
West side 4 fingaz, hoes feening I don't want them
We got weed, bring the swishers so
Break them down and roll em' hoes
[Reem Riches:]
Oooo
Jeezy, what up nigga?
Rich, look
It's westside 4 fingaz
2 twisted in the middle
We out here getting money, haters look what ya'll invented
Pusha Inc., Mobster
Bad bitch smoking ganja
Pull up in a Tonka (skiiiirt)
Lil' nigga big pockets (uh)
Lil' nigga be quiet (shut up)
I'm riding round bumping my shit (ay)
Me and Jeezy we poppin'
Just 2 young niggas on some Fly shit (uh)
First it was Otiz
And now these niggas notice
That's my big bro and he's coaching, yeah
And you more like a side line spokes man, yeah
And you ain't really popping in your city, you's a square
These niggas swear
What's a [?] to a bear
We givin nigguhs careers
I do this here for my peers
2012 is our year
I'm killing shit, I should have so many tattoo tears
I'm higher than a lear, I'm higher than lear
My Nigguh please
Yee, we counting G's so stay yo' ass home and listen 400 degrees!
West side 4 fingaz, hoes feening I don't want them
We got weed, bring the swishers so
Break them down and roll em' hoes
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