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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Terrell Cox/Nate Morgan
[00:00.000][Intro]
[00:01.626]Oh yeah
[00:03.865]Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
[00:08.465]Ayy, yeah
[00:08.797]
[00:08.955][Chorus]
[00:10.011]I done tell you once, I'll tell you twice
[00:13.059]Can't go in the club without my pipe
[00:15.994]Told her I can buy you what you like
[00:19.117]Told her, ''I don't really got a type''
[00:22.213]Told her, ''Come and ride me like a bike''
[00:22.850]
[00:23.014][Verse]
[00:25.336]Make money every week
[00:26.855]I walk in with my pistol on my hand, they think I'm Pete, ayy
[00:30.190]Niggas hella sweet, ayy (Sweet)
[00:33.494]Ridin' 'round the town with an all-black Jeep
[00:36.233]Said I got the green, after green, after green like the parsley (Wow)
[00:40.274]How I made the girls in my phone look like Barbies
[00:43.309]How many hoеs did you hit? Hardly
[00:46.476]I didn't еven know that was your bitch, sorry
[00:50.593]Take my shirt off in this bitch, I'm David Banner (David Banner)
[00:56.252]Keep my blicky while I'm ridin' through Atlanta
[00:58.739]I ain't donе yet but I'm ridin' in a fanum
[01:01.732]All this money on my neck just like a tie (Like a tie)
[01:05.099]All this Prada on my body, I might cry (I might cry)
[01:08.258]Saw the number on my taxes, almost died (Almost died)
[01:11.327]Heard she beggin' for some money, girl, you're fried (Bae, you're friend)
[01:14.673]Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
[01:15.691]
[01:15.923][Chorus]
[01:18.227]I done tell you once, I'll tell you twice
[01:21.248]Can't go in the club without my pipe
[01:24.092]Told her I can buy you what you like
[01:27.234]Told her, ''I don't really got a type''
[01:30.489]Told her, ''Come and ride me like a bike''
[01:30.848]
[01:31.011][Outro]
[01:33.452]Oh yeah
[01:37.282]Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
[01:43.802]Ayy, yeah

文本歌词

作曲 : Terrell Cox/Nate Morgan
Oh yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah

I done tell you once, I'll tell you twice
Can't go in the club without my pipe
Told her I can buy you what you like
Told her, ''I don't really got a type''
Told her, ''Come and ride me like a bike''

Make money every week
I walk in with my pistol on my hand, they think I'm Pete, ayy
Niggas hella sweet, ayy (Sweet)
Ridin' 'round the town with an all-black Jeep
Said I got the green, after green, after green like the parsley (Wow)
How I made the girls in my phone look like Barbies
How many hoеs did you hit? Hardly
I didn't еven know that was your bitch, sorry
Take my shirt off in this bitch, I'm David Banner (David Banner)
Keep my blicky while I'm ridin' through Atlanta
I ain't donе yet but I'm ridin' in a fanum
All this money on my neck just like a tie (Like a tie)
All this Prada on my body, I might cry (I might cry)
Saw the number on my taxes, almost died (Almost died)
Heard she beggin' for some money, girl, you're fried (Bae, you're friend)
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah

I done tell you once, I'll tell you twice
Can't go in the club without my pipe
Told her I can buy you what you like
Told her, ''I don't really got a type''
Told her, ''Come and ride me like a bike''

Oh yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah