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  • 作曲 : Azizi Gibson/Tyrone Frost
    [Azizi]
    You little lonely *************
    Little phony *************
    ************* why so stiff?
    ************* it's okay
    I won't punch your face
    But I got something to say
    I'm tired of your lies
    I'm tired of trying
    They been denying
    They in denial of my sense of style
    It just makes me smile
    Mother ******* pipe down
    I see what's in front of me
    And I need all of ya'll
    To get the ************* from we
    All you shooters get the ************* from we
    Can everyone please step awayyyy
    Back the ************* up
    Give me my spaaace
    I switch it up real nice
    Cause I'm off the ounce
    Irma bounce right now
    Why you *************s throwing salt tonight
    Do forget you put you on
    You ain't up on the one(?)
    Sorry you ain't on the list tonight
    Just trill *************s trill ******* on the spot
    And we going up tonight
    Don't let life go to waste *************t face
    Yeah we getting turnt tonight
    Lets be gooone
    No lets stay here
    We'll chill for a bit
    We'll have one drink
    ************* it lets get ripped
    I won't be looong
    I must keep goooing
    This *************ts anoooying
    Better watch your tooone
    Headed straight for the throne
    Got my gun to your dooome
    Maaan, I'm tired of you ************* ass mother *******s trying to say I ain't got style
    Daaamn
    Now you want to ride my *************
    Please make up your mind
    Daaamn
    Your ************* tip toed over there in jordans
    Ima take her ass down
    She said, "Z, will you wait for me?"
    I said, "Okay... Psych!"
    ************* i'm leaving then I'm gone
    And I ain't never coming back
    I ain't got time for the bull*************t
    I say that on all my tracks
    I don't give a ************* who you are or what you rep
    You *************s ain't real
    You muse(?)
    We gon' have a feast to that (x3)
  • 作曲 : Azizi Gibson/Tyrone Frost
    [Azizi]
    You little lonely *************
    Little phony *************
    ************* why so stiff?
    ************* it's okay
    I won't punch your face
    But I got something to say
    I'm tired of your lies
    I'm tired of trying
    They been denying
    They in denial of my sense of style
    It just makes me smile
    Mother ******* pipe down
    I see what's in front of me
    And I need all of ya'll
    To get the ************* from we
    All you shooters get the ************* from we
    Can everyone please step awayyyy
    Back the ************* up
    Give me my spaaace
    I switch it up real nice
    Cause I'm off the ounce
    Irma bounce right now
    Why you *************s throwing salt tonight
    Do forget you put you on
    You ain't up on the one(?)
    Sorry you ain't on the list tonight
    Just trill *************s trill ******* on the spot
    And we going up tonight
    Don't let life go to waste *************t face
    Yeah we getting turnt tonight
    Lets be gooone
    No lets stay here
    We'll chill for a bit
    We'll have one drink
    ************* it lets get ripped
    I won't be looong
    I must keep goooing
    This *************ts anoooying
    Better watch your tooone
    Headed straight for the throne
    Got my gun to your dooome
    Maaan, I'm tired of you ************* ass mother *******s trying to say I ain't got style
    Daaamn
    Now you want to ride my *************
    Please make up your mind
    Daaamn
    Your ************* tip toed over there in jordans
    Ima take her ass down
    She said, "Z, will you wait for me?"
    I said, "Okay... Psych!"
    ************* i'm leaving then I'm gone
    And I ain't never coming back
    I ain't got time for the bull*************t
    I say that on all my tracks
    I don't give a ************* who you are or what you rep
    You *************s ain't real
    You muse(?)
    We gon' have a feast to that (x3)