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  • 作曲 : Felt
    (Slug)
    I was sitting at the stoplight
    In my car rolled down the windows
    When this driver pulled on side of me
    And offered me some indo
    I told her that I didnt smoke
    But I thanked her for the offer
    I thought I might just ask her name
    Instead I made a left
    (Murs)
    On 3rd and La Cienega
    Can't front I was into her
    She offered me a blunt
    Damn I wish I smoked Indica
    Cause I'll remember her
    From the center of Beverly, she was heavenly
    Still on my mind from a while back
    She had a smile that shook the clouds off the sun
    A set of lovely lips made me fumble my tongue
    Hair up in a bun, up under a cap
    She was a down low beauty, see I like 'em like that
    She kept it on the low, but high enough to see
    She made me feel special, like she did it all for me
    Not much up top, I would say about a B
    Her pants hugged her frame, made me want to know her name
    But I've never been the type to step up and spit game
    In a mall full of women that were begging for attention
    Fake eyes, fake tits, fake hair extensions
    She walked through my dreams
    Then she cut through the seams
    (Slug)
    My name is Sluggo
    I live on the 7th floor
    I live upstairs from you
    I'm the one you try to ignore
    If you hear music late at night
    Some kind of party
    Some kind of life
    Just dont call the cops on me
    Girl come up stairs and talk to me
    She got the facial pierceing
    Half done sleeve work
    Change cashed in, reaction knee-jerk
    Driver control functional alcholic
    The barbie doll skirt
    Original flirt
    She go chama, chama, chama
    Chameleon hair colors
    Machete pesonality, carry a pair cutter
    Talk a lot of ****
    Walk like an egyptian
    Loves to sleep with no favorite position
    Bout 5'6, nice lips
    Make her life hips
    Tough soul, she **** slow but fight quick
    Eyeball daggers, walk with a swagger
    I know you got troubles but it don't really matter
    From what I gather
    We should verse
    Let's place bets to see who's gonna move first
    Leisurely come speak to me
    See life is like a song can you keep the beat
    It goes
    (Slug & Murs)
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Instead I made a left
  • 作曲 : Felt
    (Slug)
    I was sitting at the stoplight
    In my car rolled down the windows
    When this driver pulled on side of me
    And offered me some indo
    I told her that I didnt smoke
    But I thanked her for the offer
    I thought I might just ask her name
    Instead I made a left
    (Murs)
    On 3rd and La Cienega
    Can't front I was into her
    She offered me a blunt
    Damn I wish I smoked Indica
    Cause I'll remember her
    From the center of Beverly, she was heavenly
    Still on my mind from a while back
    She had a smile that shook the clouds off the sun
    A set of lovely lips made me fumble my tongue
    Hair up in a bun, up under a cap
    She was a down low beauty, see I like 'em like that
    She kept it on the low, but high enough to see
    She made me feel special, like she did it all for me
    Not much up top, I would say about a B
    Her pants hugged her frame, made me want to know her name
    But I've never been the type to step up and spit game
    In a mall full of women that were begging for attention
    Fake eyes, fake tits, fake hair extensions
    She walked through my dreams
    Then she cut through the seams
    (Slug)
    My name is Sluggo
    I live on the 7th floor
    I live upstairs from you
    I'm the one you try to ignore
    If you hear music late at night
    Some kind of party
    Some kind of life
    Just dont call the cops on me
    Girl come up stairs and talk to me
    She got the facial pierceing
    Half done sleeve work
    Change cashed in, reaction knee-jerk
    Driver control functional alcholic
    The barbie doll skirt
    Original flirt
    She go chama, chama, chama
    Chameleon hair colors
    Machete pesonality, carry a pair cutter
    Talk a lot of ****
    Walk like an egyptian
    Loves to sleep with no favorite position
    Bout 5'6, nice lips
    Make her life hips
    Tough soul, she **** slow but fight quick
    Eyeball daggers, walk with a swagger
    I know you got troubles but it don't really matter
    From what I gather
    We should verse
    Let's place bets to see who's gonna move first
    Leisurely come speak to me
    See life is like a song can you keep the beat
    It goes
    (Slug & Murs)
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Duh duh duh da duh da
    Instead I made a left