作词 : Khaled Khaled/Benjamin Diehl/Karim Kharbouch/Fenrick Gibbs/Lionel Pickens/Fe Maria Knight/Nick Long/Shaun Lopez 作曲 : Khaled Khaled/Benjamin Diehl/Karim Kharbouch/Fenrick Gibbs/Lionel Pickens/Fe Maria Knight/Nick Long/Shaun Lopez We cannot deal anybody else(Rock party) Hol' up, papa Go get it, Chinx I bring those We cannot deal with what anybody else is sayin' I'm a motha****in' coke boy 1, 2, 3 I'm a motha****in' coke boy You lured me in with those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I'll find, I'll fall for you And there's nothin' I can do Yeah, Montana, ayy Hit the game, put the wave in it Goin', goin' to your veins Put the needle in it I snatch you by your head like an eagle did it Shootout with the police like Seagal did it Middle of the streets like The Beetles did it Can't be in it when you leave Or they leave you in it E-Everything that's gold, ain't what it glitter I've seen killers fold, foes turn to killers Have your money right, wanna lock off I seen my favorite rappers turn to cornballs The best thing I did was Let that pain from my feelings Turn the pain into music Turn the music into millions, haaan Got jerked my first deal Now I told 'em "suck a ****" Once I made my first mil' Told 'em **** a brick Brick brick by brick, 'til it's empire Lick by lick, goin' to sleep wired Had to learn tax, help you relax If you don't own your masters Your classics turn to ashes We hit the round table, count it all up Or get the brown bag, count it all up Call the bad *****es, round 'em all up Count the first man, count it all up Millionaire livin', hit the mall up International superstar (yeah) You know what we got (ayy) You lured me in with those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I'll find, I'll fall for you And there's nothin' I can do They said kill 'em with success I'll toe tag ya Name a Hollywood *****, I ain't rag yet P-p-props, the pressure turn to diamonds The karma turn to commas If the block told ya on and off See your dreams in the bottle We on the Sunday POP Trips out to Cabo Deep sea with a model That's Tammy from Miami Put her face on the white like Sosa Come and get a close up I'm on the post like the power forward From the hoodies to the Tom Ford Big up, for the stick up They wanted me to hiccup I copped the Bent' over sticker I'm 'bout to come and pick your chick up Gladiator theme music with casino suits Godfather trilogy, Al Pacino shoot This that Benny Blanco 'fore he killed Carlito This that Larry Davis Before he caught that Rico Them palm streets, Teflon fleek In the jungle While you holdin' hands in Palm Beach We was climbin' fences We was playin' benches One time for my *****es Lurking from the trenches European boots, European suits African diamonds, my ****** shine My ***** Chinx's son became my own son The block where I'm from, you need your own gun Devil held me up Figured that I'd convert to God (ayy) Took my ground from the pavement And aimed it at the stars (that's right) Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of purp' (Yeah) The game ain't for the weak Gon' play the church (ah) Off the Mary Jane, pill, syrup Thick smoke, coughing (coughing) Ridin' on these suckas that opposed it(uh) Ballin', took the whistle From the ref and made my own call(that's right) From the Pens, got my homie on a phone call(yeah) No work, money goes under the mattress only(uh) Hands clean, got some youngins That'll bag it for me (what's up) Really skatin' But your conflict diamonds on me (skrrt) Made my vow to the game, boy That's matrimony (ayy) You lured me in with those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I'll find, I'll fall for you And there's nothin' I can do
[00:00.000] 作词 : Khaled Khaled/Benjamin Diehl/Karim Kharbouch/Fenrick Gibbs/Lionel Pickens/Fe Maria Knight/Nick Long/Shaun Lopez [00:01.000] 作曲 : Khaled Khaled/Benjamin Diehl/Karim Kharbouch/Fenrick Gibbs/Lionel Pickens/Fe Maria Knight/Nick Long/Shaun Lopez [00:15.27]We cannot deal anybody else(Rock party) [00:18.13]Hol' up, papa [00:18.90]Go get it, Chinx [00:20.68]I bring those [00:21.12]We cannot deal with what anybody else is sayin' [00:22.73]I'm a motha****in' coke boy [00:25.09]1, 2, 3 [00:27.43]I'm a motha****in' coke boy [00:33.31]You lured me in with those whiskey eyes [00:39.88]You'll tell me things [00:42.90]I know they're all lies [00:45.50]I'll find, I'll fall for you [00:51.44]And there's nothin' I can do [00:56.64]Yeah, Montana, ayy [01:00.08]Hit the game, put the wave in it [01:02.34]Goin', goin' to your veins [01:03.79]Put the needle in it [01:05.15]I snatch you by your head like an eagle did it [01:07.93]Shootout with the police like Seagal did it [01:10.73]Middle of the streets like The Beetles did it [01:13.53]Can't be in it when you leave [01:15.11]Or they leave you in it [01:16.58]E-Everything that's gold, ain't what it glitter [01:19.23]I've seen killers fold, foes turn to killers [01:22.08]Have your money right, wanna lock off [01:24.80]I seen my favorite rappers turn to cornballs [01:27.39]The best thing I did was [01:28.67]Let that pain from my feelings [01:30.04]Turn the pain into music [01:31.34]Turn the music into millions, haaan [01:33.26]Got jerked my first deal [01:34.87]Now I told 'em "suck a ****" [01:36.32]Once I made my first mil' [01:37.64]Told 'em **** a brick [01:38.82]Brick brick by brick, 'til it's empire [01:41.64]Lick by lick, goin' to sleep wired [01:44.69]Had to learn tax, help you relax [01:47.44]If you don't own your masters [01:48.89]Your classics turn to ashes [01:50.28]We hit the round table, count it all up [01:52.61]Or get the brown bag, count it all up [01:55.44]Call the bad *****es, round 'em all up [01:58.32]Count the first man, count it all up [02:01.19]Millionaire livin', hit the mall up [02:03.87]International superstar (yeah) [02:06.25]You know what we got (ayy) [02:07.26]You lured me in with those whiskey eyes [02:13.14]You'll tell me things [02:16.24]I know they're all lies [02:18.87]I'll find, I'll fall for you [02:24.52]And there's nothin' I can do [02:32.59]They said kill 'em with success [02:34.31]I'll toe tag ya [02:35.21]Name a Hollywood *****, I ain't rag yet [02:38.13]P-p-props, the pressure turn to diamonds [02:40.35]The karma turn to commas [02:41.70]If the block told ya on and off [02:43.71]See your dreams in the bottle [02:45.59]We on the Sunday POP [02:47.14]Trips out to Cabo [02:48.43]Deep sea with a model [02:49.97]That's Tammy from Miami [02:51.33]Put her face on the white like Sosa [02:53.36]Come and get a close up [02:55.01]I'm on the post like the power forward [02:57.27]From the hoodies to the Tom Ford [02:59.31]Big up, for the stick up [03:01.22]They wanted me to hiccup [03:02.50]I copped the Bent' over sticker [03:04.32]I'm 'bout to come and pick your chick up [03:06.40]Gladiator theme music with casino suits [03:09.22]Godfather trilogy, Al Pacino shoot [03:12.08]This that Benny Blanco 'fore he killed Carlito [03:15.05]This that Larry Davis [03:16.56]Before he caught that Rico [03:17.80]Them palm streets, Teflon fleek [03:20.52]In the jungle [03:21.55]While you holdin' hands in Palm Beach [03:23.59]We was climbin' fences [03:24.90]We was playin' benches [03:26.24]One time for my *****es [03:27.63]Lurking from the trenches [03:29.05]European boots, European suits [03:32.03]African diamonds, my ****** shine [03:34.99]My ***** Chinx's son became my own son [03:38.05]The block where I'm from, you need your own gun [03:40.60]Devil held me up [03:41.52]Figured that I'd convert to God (ayy) [03:43.39]Took my ground from the pavement [03:44.74]And aimed it at the stars (that's right) [03:46.24]Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of purp' [03:48.72](Yeah) The game ain't for the weak [03:50.50]Gon' play the church (ah) [03:51.60]Off the Mary Jane, pill, syrup [03:53.71]Thick smoke, coughing (coughing) [03:55.09]Ridin' on these suckas that opposed it(uh) [03:57.21]Ballin', took the whistle [03:58.24]From the ref and made my own call(that's right) [04:00.26]From the Pens, got my homie on a phone call(yeah) [04:03.08]No work, money goes under the mattress only(uh) [04:06.03]Hands clean, got some youngins [04:07.48]That'll bag it for me (what's up) [04:08.80]Really skatin' [04:09.48]But your conflict diamonds on me (skrrt) [04:11.73]Made my vow to the game, boy [04:13.35]That's matrimony (ayy) [04:14.53]You lured me in with those whiskey eyes [04:20.33]You'll tell me things [04:23.32]I know they're all lies [04:26.06]I'll find, I'll fall for you [04:32.16]And there's nothin' I can do
