作词 : Adrian Belew/Mase/Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Tina Weymouth/Chris Frantz/J. Jackson/Ernesto Shaw/Inga D. Marchand/Stephen Stanley 作曲 : Adrian Belew/Mase/Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Tina Weymouth/Chris Frantz/J. Jackson/Ernesto Shaw/Inga D. Marchand/Stephen Stanley (mase) I thought duro was an old man before i met her Check this out right, this is me m-a dollar sign e (c'mon, c'mon) Thorough,too throrough, harlem world be the burough Cool 'da love up above (that's right) Can't forget my family (who 'dat be) cardan & kfc Blinky blink & d- r- e (uh-huh) (uh-huh) Cluemanati, we like it (uh-huh) Mase too smooth, call me debonair Hits every year, so shake your derriere (c'mon) Cops pull me over, what they don't feel it fair What a brother, too black, me living here We don't stare, i don't care, i'm know i'm there Twenty years old and about to be a millionaire What you think, cause mase be young, mase be dumb And if you get mase strung, that'll be no pre-num Ever since big died, my whole life changed I done blew, i'm your boo, it seem quite strange I get nice things, way out your price range Half these girls, don't even know my right name I'm fly rolie, mink made of coyote Love a ghetto hoe, i know she die fo' me You got me confused, see cam the freak Mase never the the ***** to bring sand to the beach I some that an average hoe's hand couldn't reach Living in expenses, 20 grand a week You know me, i be o-t,low -key Icy roli, smoke a o-z I'm a baby face *****, without no goatee And i'm 2.8 and about to blow 3 (mase) fabulous sport Chorus: now that's the way (uh-huh, uh-huh), we like it (uh-huh,uh-huh), That's the way (uh-huh,uh -huh) we like it 3x (fabolous) Now you can tell i blew, push the 740 l-i through Eyes low, from the l-i-q If you was hot, you'd be going through the cell i do Give alias to any female, i screw One running with fabolous,who knew as well as i do Every fed in the country wanna nail my crew Before i hit the tens, i'm getting bailed by crew Be back downtown,bagging chicks at l-i-u Cause money ain't a thing no more, i use to sling the raw Now i'm off in spring to tour, in singapore Might catch me getting head from a bilingual hoar Who never seen so many diamonds in her ring before I'm a boasting fly bro, soon to lay on a coast of cairo Roast the hydro, type of cat you would say, is supposed to lie low And v two shades with the toast and the tahoe We the ****** that be getting it, and throwing minks on Cubans to the belly,and still throwing links on Ya'll cats know me, i be throwing clinks on And be loving the *****es, we be throwing drinks on Chorus 3x (foxy) Did you know that i, simply got these cats where i want 'em and... (uh) see the 6 then i want 'em in It ain't a secret, bet that i slide 'em with something i could freak with And do that freak **** And i'm stepping in hotter, like don dada Snatch my prada, ya hoes done done nada Make you never wanna flash your **** Like when you see my crew you wanna stash your **** If do find me,then i will crash your **** If you think you was a'ight, i will blast your **** Ya know me, chick that ride the **** slowly Use to be o-t, now i'm 2.3 (uh) Same ***** that ya'll loving to hate Be that same chick, that you praying will fake And i solemnly swear, we'll rep to the death Ya heard?(uh,uh,uh)**** you think this is? If you broke, then i be off, do mine, ski off And, ain't no love, just trying to get my thing off Unless there's some princesses on the wrist Or some chrome on the 6, he ain't seeing my **** Oh yeah, it's not a game, i do my thing Scan to a change, cop a platinum range Chorus 3 x
[00:00.00] 作词 : Adrian Belew/Mase/Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Tina Weymouth/Chris Frantz/J. Jackson/Ernesto Shaw/Inga D. Marchand/Stephen Stanley [00:00.00] 作曲 : Adrian Belew/Mase/Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Tina Weymouth/Chris Frantz/J. Jackson/Ernesto Shaw/Inga D. Marchand/Stephen Stanley [00:00.00](mase) [00:00.12]I thought duro was an old man before i met her [00:04.62]Check this out right, this is me m-a dollar sign e (c'mon, c'mon) [00:11.94]Thorough,too throrough, harlem world be the burough [00:14.79]Cool 'da love up above (that's right) [00:16.86]Can't forget my family (who 'dat be) cardan & kfc [00:20.76]Blinky blink & d- r- e [00:22.56](uh-huh) (uh-huh) [00:28.44]Cluemanati, we like it (uh-huh) [00:32.85]Mase too smooth, call me debonair [00:35.22]Hits every year, so shake your derriere (c'mon) [00:37.77]Cops pull me over, what they don't feel it fair [00:40.17]What a brother, too black, me living here [00:42.54]We don't stare, i don't care, i'm know i'm there [00:44.88]Twenty years old and about to be a millionaire [00:47.01]What you think, cause mase be young, mase be dumb [00:49.35]And if you get mase strung, that'll be no pre-num [00:51.81]Ever since big died, my whole life changed [00:54.27]I done blew, i'm your boo, it seem quite strange [00:56.64]I get nice things, way out your price range [00:59.13]Half these girls, don't even know my right name [01:01.53]I'm fly rolie, mink made of coyote [01:03.87]Love a ghetto hoe, i know she die fo' me [01:06.21]You got me confused, see cam the freak [01:08.64]Mase never the the ***** to bring sand to the beach [01:11.07]I some that an average hoe's hand couldn't reach [01:13.53]Living in expenses, 20 grand a week [01:15.81]You know me, i be o-t,low -key [01:18.36]Icy roli, smoke a o-z [01:20.43]I'm a baby face *****, without no goatee [01:22.86]And i'm 2.8 and about to blow 3 [01:30.03](mase) fabulous sport [01:34.53]Chorus: now that's the way (uh-huh, uh-huh), we like it (uh-huh,uh-huh), [01:39.63]That's the way (uh-huh,uh -huh) we like it 3x [01:43.80](fabolous) [01:44.19]Now you can tell i blew, push the 740 l-i through [01:47.22]Eyes low, from the l-i-q [01:48.87]If you was hot, you'd be going through the cell i do [01:51.21]Give alias to any female, i screw [01:53.70]One running with fabolous,who knew as well as i do [01:56.10]Every fed in the country wanna nail my crew [01:58.41]Before i hit the tens, i'm getting bailed by crew [02:00.78]Be back downtown,bagging chicks at l-i-u [02:03.18]Cause money ain't a thing no more, i use to sling the raw [02:05.73]Now i'm off in spring to tour, in singapore [02:08.19]Might catch me getting head from a bilingual hoar [02:10.35]Who never seen so many diamonds in her ring before [02:12.84]I'm a boasting fly bro, soon to lay on a coast of cairo [02:16.53]Roast the hydro, type of cat you would say, is supposed to lie low [02:20.13]And v two shades with the toast and the tahoe [02:22.38]We the ****** that be getting it, and throwing minks on [02:25.02]Cubans to the belly,and still throwing links on [02:27.18]Ya'll cats know me, i be throwing clinks on [02:29.61]And be loving the *****es, we be throwing drinks on [02:33.42]Chorus 3x [02:49.68](foxy) [02:50.31]Did you know that i, simply got these cats where i want 'em and... [02:53.97](uh) see the 6 then i want 'em in [02:56.19]It ain't a secret, bet that i slide 'em with something i could freak with [02:59.55]And do that freak **** [03:01.11]And i'm stepping in hotter, like don dada [03:03.15]Snatch my prada, ya hoes done done nada [03:05.85]Make you never wanna flash your **** [03:07.65]Like when you see my crew you wanna stash your **** [03:10.08]If do find me,then i will crash your **** [03:12.45]If you think you was a'ight, i will blast your **** [03:14.79]Ya know me, chick that ride the **** slowly [03:17.19]Use to be o-t, now i'm 2.3 (uh) [03:19.98]Same ***** that ya'll loving to hate [03:21.96]Be that same chick, that you praying will fake [03:24.30]And i solemnly swear, we'll rep to the death [03:26.73]Ya heard?(uh,uh,uh)**** you think this is? [03:29.10]If you broke, then i be off, do mine, ski off [03:31.89]And, ain't no love, just trying to get my thing off [03:34.08]Unless there's some princesses on the wrist [03:36.30]Or some chrome on the 6, he ain't seeing my **** [03:38.64]Oh yeah, it's not a game, i do my thing [03:41.04]Scan to a change, cop a platinum range [03:45.39]Chorus 3 x
