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Jayo Felony
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Zoom Zooms And Wam Wam
作詞:J Mizell, A Pearyer, J Savage
It's the Locc, I let the funk boom like thunder Grew up funk like Davis, now I got braids like Stevie Wonder Get my sag on, my momma get her dag on Freeze my khaki's up and I'm gone You can stare all day but just don't step On my Blue Suede shoes, to get here, I pay dues Brraow braow, that's how my toolie sound When I'm drinkin' Hen with my rhymes, straight blowin' in the wind And busters can't fade the Jayo Felony
T-Funk from the family, smoke or dip with me Bullet Locc's dedicated, faded, I straight made it And drinkin' Blue Note, on the yard they celebrated I'm a Y C, I guess that's why the one-time is followin' me But I'm a MC, I laugh because there swallowin' me But I just shake my head and say, 'Damn' (Ha ha) 'Cause I'm just goin' to the sto' To get some zoom zoom zoom and wam wams
You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
I wanna be like Donald Trump, not Willie Lump-Lump I put that on my set that I make everybody jump Fool, don't move until my ride hit the flo', word Boom booms in my rag '6-4 That's how we roll, no time for the ying yang Dogs in my hood still bumpin' fo' thangs It's me, the B U double L E T, better known as Felony T-shirt and khakis that's how we're bailin', see
And I'm just tryin' to keep my sanity Make some of them ends, get a biz and help my family Right, and just to let you know I don't care I'm still gon' get my sag on, there it is there You can't see me fool, I'm locced out Baseheads on the corner, bag and smoked out Askin' for a gang of change and I say, 'Damn' 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 All this drama, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams
You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
French braids and Stockton cap wit' my hat cocked back Now I'ma lean into the side like Goldie the Mack Everybody that's incarcerated, hold your head high Hope that you see another sunny blue sky Females'll leave you stranded and I'ma let you know She's made 'cuz the Soul Glo won't make her hair grow Block on the phone, and ain't nobody home Her and some greasy fat fool rollin' in the Brougham
But you know how that go, so yo, toss 'em up high 'Cuz in the South Beach streets it's do or die Wave 'em to the eastside, yeah, wave 'em to the west Comin' up with the bomb, no stress Guess and Master Jay makin' funk tracks So to the ol' school, I'ma bring the punks back I listen to the flow and I just say, 'Damn' As I'm rollin' through the hood To get some zoom zooms and wam wams
You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and I'ma do my thang You go do your thang, yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
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