Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Wyclef JeanНазвание : Low IncomeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop reggae rap hip hop rnb Видео:
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[Intro] Let um feel the beat first I`m bout to come through your stereo Should I rhyme or start with the hook? Start with the hook To my people who don`t wanna go to work Thank God it`s Friday Cover me she bout to put up her skirt Thank God it`s Friday Do Your mom now you act so berserk Thank God it`s Friday What`s the track, what`s the track girl? She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on Monday (I wanna thank my hood) [Verse 1] For makin me a star before I had fast cars And couldn`t tell the difference between Whoppers and caviar Before the fame Way before things changed All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name I used to work at the fast food restaurant For minimum wage Dreamin I`m on stage At 17 I left the house Cause my father was a minister And I didn`t want the Marvin route What`s goin on? Today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn MC`s in the industry You wanna tip? Don`t let them pimp you like Goldy And tell Sony they better have my money Cause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel Richie Low Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent came to rob me He`d be part of my charity (I wanna thank my hood) [Chorus] To my people cuttin hair in the shops Thank God it`s Friday To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops Yo, it`s Friday To my people that don`t got no job Everyday it`s Friday What`s the track, what`s the track yo? She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on Monday All the Ladies sing [Ladies] I don`t feel Like cookin you no breakfast This mornin (Wyclef: All my hoodlums say) [Guys] Well, you don`t have to cook me breakfast Cause your girlfriend will After you leave (I wanna thank my hood) [Verse 2] For the love of money I know kids who`ll slit your throat Friday the 13th Jason wit a trench coat But you can`t scare Suzie Cause her man got so many uzi`s you`d think he was Cadivi Meanwhile, she`s getting her nails done Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds It`s such a shame what happened last week Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the Son of Sam It said to tell New York I ain`t sleepin You want to be clubbin then you better pack your heat in And to my man G Swar Rest in Piece I still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leaf Inhale, exhale smoke grasses Polices in the area, but ain`t no need to panic You wit Wyclef you getting in If not, then we gonna make CNN (I wanna thank my hood) To my people who don`t wanna go to work Thank God it`s Friday Cover me she bout to put up her skirt Thank God it`s Friday Do your mom know you act so berserk? Thank God it`s Friday What`s the track, what`s the track girl? She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on Monday Yo, to my people cuttin here in the shops Thank God it`s Friday To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops Yo, it`s Friday To my people who don`t got no job Everyday it`s Friday What`s the track, what`s the track yo? She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on Monday All the Ladies sing [Ladies] I don`t feel Like cookin you no breakfast This mornin (Wyclef: All my hoodlums say) [Guys] Well, you don`t have to cook me breakfast Cause your girlfriend will After you leave [Guitar Solo] (Daddy, play that guitar) | Похожие исполнители:
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