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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.
  • YG, RJ - Bitches RJ & YG

    Too many bitches
    Still, there ain't enough bitches
    I handle my business
    Can't handle your bitches?
    On my mama, I'm on
    On my mama, I'm on
    On my mama, I'm on

    [RJ:]
    Bitch nigga say what?
    Remind me of my slut
    Don't make me drop my nut
    And I'm on up
    All raw, uncut
    Broad in pocket, don't touch my bucks
    Business, get some, she on the line, like five, and one
    Pop things like five, dozen, huh?
    Said she ready to go
    Hold up, I got a show
    You boys like hoes, niggas like bitches
    MOB wonder why I ain't with ya?
    I ain't got time, handle my business
    All play not work, that's a low key scrimmage
    Girl named Lindsey, girl named Molly

    They both like me, we all like money
    The end of my senses

    I ain't cuffin no bitches
    Like I've been to San Quentin

    I'm on my fitness
    Got all kind of bitches
    Work 'em out like a gymnast
    You niggas like bitches
    All in my dentures
    Remind me of my dentist
    Man I got bitches
    Too many bitches
    Still it ain't enough bitches
    I handle my business
    Can't handle your bitches?
    Keep 'em out my business
    Man I got bitches

    [YG:]
    Give me a pill I might pop one
    Give me a collar, might pop one

    And I trust no bitch, they might got something
    I fuck you with condom, bitch that ain't my son
    Yeah – they got the homie for a hot one
    In these dank damn I'm tryna flock one
    Give me this, give me that, fuck no, you a rat
    I ain't no trick, suck on this dick, and
    Fuck on my clique, like that, yeah straight up
    Them basketball wives just tryna have you niggas pay up
    Ho, slut, ratchet – I'm going HAM 'till they put me in the casket

    And I'm packing, pimping and macking
    Pull it out and get cracking
    Look – I got rich bitches and them bitches got bitches
    And I'm giving your mama my digits

    [RJ:]
    I'm on my fitness
    Got all kind of bitches
    Work 'em out like a gymnast
    You niggas like bitches
    All in my dentures
    Remind me of my dentist
    Man I got bitches
    Too many bitches
    Still it ain't enough bitches
    I handle my business
    Can't handle your bitches?
    Keep 'em out my business
    Man I got bitches

    Bitch got bitches
    Bitch, bitches got bitches
    See, I'm at the function
    Front row, got it jumping, show trap and I'm funking
    Homie, you a woman, probably really want a husband
    Bet you feel it in your stomach, hoes get nothing
    But some dick and instructions, I don't need no interruptions
    So we get scrumptious, man, always into something
    Don't forget the motherfucker, that's my introduction
    I'm out here hustling, you off the lean, I'm struggling
    Cut it with percussion, start the whip with a button
    No keys, just touching, microwave oven
    Leave the cooking for the bitches
    Unless I'm cooking up a pigeon

    I'm on my fitness
    Got all kind of bitches
    Work 'em out like a gymnast
    You niggas like bitches
    All in my dentures
    Remind me of my dentist
    Man I got bitches
    Too many bitches
    Still it ain't enough bitches
    I handle my business
    Can't handle your bitches?
    Keep 'em out my business
    Man I got bitches