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LA Lisa

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  • 作词 : Sir Darryl Farris/C. Smith Jr./B. Tidwell
    作曲 : Sir Darryl Farris/C. Smith Jr./B. Tidwell
    No, it ain't a question, not even an issue
    Nobody knows you like I know ya'
    You grew up on Queen Street
    Your dad is a gangsta' but he's gettin' older
    You was in love with the street life
    Used to seein' niggas, tuckin' the heat right
    Loud parties and street fights
    Hangin' with the players, got caught in the game
    Now you're in need of seating, but ain't we all the same
    I thought if we make it out alive
    You might give you part to my side
    Guess we'll have to wait and see
    If you'll find your way to me
    La Lisa
    La Lisa
    La Lisa
    I need ya'
    Right, I'ma stack these up right
    That's my cuz, so he gangbang
    But I don't claim shit, nah, no baggage, not even a briefcase
    You more street than me, but
    Don't leave me strung out this way
    Get a little ratchet, stay over color, your box
    Don't tell your daddy, he might go crayola
    Hurry up and come outside
    I got the wheel parked, it's 'bout to get dark
    I'm talkin' Wesley, and we out West, you know it be
    Sit these niggas on your block
    And I can't do dolo this time, on a solo this time like CeCe
    [?] no whinin'
    I ain't finna' play with you, I'm tryna skate with you
    Like T.I. [?] on the cops late at night like Fatlib
    I'm fallin', she got used to them [?] she a [?]
    Darlin', Miss Lisa, she a moaner
    So bad, put your ass in the moment
    Yes, put that on my momma
    Pour more wet, it's a moment
    She finally took to my house
    And threw it back like [?], it made me speak portuguese
    Didn't even know I could
    Been wantin' this for a while
    We keep it between you and me, capice, Lisa
    La Lisa
    La Lisa
    La Lisa
    I need ya'
    I can't belive this nigga ain't call me back
    Ol' Chief Keef head ass, Michelle Pfeiffer of 8 Mile lookin' head ass
    He ain't call me back? (Can't believe this)
    I bet he don't even write his songs
    Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout he the king of RnB
    That nigga can't even move like Usher
    Ain't Chris workin' on something? (He trippin') Mhmm
    I thought we had a good time
    Well I had a good time, that we was fire bro
  • [00:00.00] 作词 : Sir Darryl Farris/C. Smith Jr./B. Tidwell
    [00:00.16] 作曲 : Sir Darryl Farris/C. Smith Jr./B. Tidwell
    [00:00.32]No, it ain't a question, not even an issue
    [00:04.89]Nobody knows you like I know ya'
    [00:09.64]You grew up on Queen Street
    [00:13.00]Your dad is a gangsta' but he's gettin' older
    [00:16.65]You was in love with the street life
    [00:18.80]Used to seein' niggas, tuckin' the heat right
    [00:21.78]Loud parties and street fights
    [00:23.69]Hangin' with the players, got caught in the game
    [00:27.37]Now you're in need of seating, but ain't we all the same
    [00:31.72]I thought if we make it out alive
    [00:40.13]You might give you part to my side
    [00:46.03]Guess we'll have to wait and see
    [00:55.63]If you'll find your way to me
    [01:03.83]La Lisa
    [01:08.49]La Lisa
    [01:17.11]La Lisa
    [01:25.74]I need ya'
    [01:32.61]Right, I'ma stack these up right
    [01:35.64]That's my cuz, so he gangbang
    [01:39.92]But I don't claim shit, nah, no baggage, not even a briefcase
    [01:43.05]You more street than me, but
    [01:44.61]Don't leave me strung out this way
    [01:48.17]Get a little ratchet, stay over color, your box
    [01:50.20]Don't tell your daddy, he might go crayola
    [01:51.26]Hurry up and come outside
    [01:55.96]I got the wheel parked, it's 'bout to get dark
    [01:57.75]I'm talkin' Wesley, and we out West, you know it be
    [02:00.44]Sit these niggas on your block
    [02:04.30]And I can't do dolo this time, on a solo this time like CeCe
    [02:07.22][?] no whinin'
    [02:07.98]I ain't finna' play with you, I'm tryna skate with you
    [02:10.21]Like T.I. [?] on the cops late at night like Fatlib
    [02:12.76]I'm fallin', she got used to them [?] she a [?]
    [02:16.37]Darlin', Miss Lisa, she a moaner
    [02:19.49]So bad, put your ass in the moment
    [02:21.23]Yes, put that on my momma
    [02:22.76]Pour more wet, it's a moment
    [02:24.33]She finally took to my house
    [02:28.48]And threw it back like [?], it made me speak portuguese
    [02:31.11]Didn't even know I could
    [02:32.51]Been wantin' this for a while
    [02:36.16]We keep it between you and me, capice, Lisa
    [02:38.78]La Lisa
    [02:45.45]La Lisa
    [02:54.54]La Lisa
    [03:01.80]I need ya'
    [03:10.69]I can't belive this nigga ain't call me back
    [03:13.74]Ol' Chief Keef head ass, Michelle Pfeiffer of 8 Mile lookin' head ass
    [03:18.41]He ain't call me back? (Can't believe this)
    [03:21.87]I bet he don't even write his songs
    [03:23.56]Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout he the king of RnB
    [03:27.55]That nigga can't even move like Usher
    [03:30.55]Ain't Chris workin' on something? (He trippin') Mhmm
    [03:33.13]I thought we had a good time
    [03:36.46]Well I had a good time, that we was fire bro