Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Murphy LeeНазвание : Jungle GymДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop hip hop hip hop - rap punk Видео:
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[Intro/Chorus] Yo, turn the club `to a jungle gym Matter fact girl get all under him If you know any freaks act like one of them Get crunk again, have fun again, dirty Err`body leave ya guns in the cars And err`body run right to the bar Get ya something staright or the bubbly We ain`t Bubba but it`s finna get ugly [Verse: King Jacob] Yo, Vokal is so extreme Strut up in the club wit the rest of the team Thinking `bout my dubs the compress is so mean Got on blue and gray today, so fresh, so clean Had to hide my eyes from the Disco beam Just enough sight to find a Disco Queen Just enough light to fire up this mo heat Got just enough ice to not be low key Look, I`m King Jacob you ain`t gotta know me But ya, you so real so you gotta know me Addictive type and my baby moma OD Descriptive writing made a million dollars for me I`m just a Young Dude, young and doing young Pursuing like them one dudes from St. Louis Murph, come on dirty, where P, let`s represent the turf (Youth City) If you change in the game represent what we worth [Chorus] [Verse: Murphy Lee] Hey yo I`m Murphy Lee the trouble maker I`m in the club with my house shoes on Don`t like being in the house too long Having dreams about buying the bar out I don`t own a dog so sometimes I got to let my cars out Hit the lawn on my humble abode My car dusty but it rassle the road See I used to have "freetime" Now my life like a "Nextel" and it`s not "free OP" time I`m three times, four minutes away Peace to printed shirts for the LA in the ashtray I ain`t been in this car for a month So I think I`m a call this a throwback blunt Hit the corner bumping Old School, ready to drink Cause my stomach full of Barbeque Tofu I knew two people at the door So I EIP, parked it and ordered some more [Chorus] [Verse: The Professor] Hey wait, hey hey, hold up, is it my turn yet? I been waiting the many let me introduce you to `prentice Plot - me in the club and it`s 3 AM With Murph and Jake so drunk I had to lean on them Disgusted, I snapped myself up, this ain`t no fun I took a girl by the fat girl and smoke my one High as can be, back on the scene, what do I see? Dance flo` hiding her plan, they taking off things Daisy Duke shorts unzipped with the thong inbetween Girl, you got the fattest ass I ever seen I give you, what you need dick, weed, but you gotta be clean A fat ass ain`t err`thing except if burning up slings King I stumbled in to him, he still wanna drink A thick chick took him away and gave gim head on the scene Blinking, looked over my shoulder and tried to spot Murph Spotted three dimes that swooped him up, Menage time [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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