Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: FunkDoobiestНазвание : Lost in ThoughtДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop latin rap hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop latin rap Видео:
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I take drastic measures That sex on my mind And the black tie on my dresser Fills to the A.M. I`m gonna pay `em I could pack a nine Play the ghetto, really play `em I`m just waitin` for the libra Judges, don`t ya see one Real nigga here, I ain`t gots to porno freak one Inhale my doobie Ain`t it kinda groovy You`ll be shinin` like a ruby It ain`t nuttin` to me Son`ll make it happen I`m out like the phantom Disappear, reappear, yet I`m breakin` adams Enter the mind, not many make it out Cuz even real niggas don`t know what I`m about I`ll drink my liquor The world`s gettin` sicker Crooked is the eye, watch you die, get the picture? Chorus: I`m lost in thought (I`m lost in thought) 4x I wake up cold sweatin` I hear the gats wettin` Niggas in the alleys lettin` off, what they gettin` is Hell on a platter Too much for your data Add shit to my skit, hoochie, what`s the matter? Robbin` me softly Bitch, back up off me I`ll crack your lip, trip, then spit in your coffee Ain`t got the patience Blowin` up your stations Stay out my way, or go back to the ancients The funk, funk, funkdoobiest Tomorrow I`ll be vibin` To see a different aura It`ll flow jamma (???) Slim, let it simmer In the doobie, as it dries, open eyes, now remember Chorus (4x) I don`t need the drama All these mack mamas Wanna freak a nigga down And take his black toma I`m tired of the plottin` My hood smells rotten Tell all these niggas that Son ain`t forgotten Thank you for the memories And you know you can`t get to me Cuz I`m drinkin` Hennessey Relieve that stressin` Back to the essense I rest the best, I won`t leave you guessin` Fear is surrounded The molar gets pounded I doubt if these celts know I`m out with the ounces On the double Stumble into trouble The bums in the slums feelin` dumb, walk humble I hold my composure Takin` out these soldiers Cold wet my stroll and I`m lookin` over shoulders Chorus (4x) | Похожие исполнители:
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