[00:00.00] 作词 : Darold Brown/Tairiq Devega/Adam Kirkman/Adam Feeney/Chauncey Hollis/Jamel Phillips/Rakim Mayers
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Darold Brown/Tairiq Devega/Adam Kirkman/Adam Feeney/Chauncey Hollis/Jamel Phillips/Rakim Mayers
[00:12.11]Yeah, I can't relate
[00:14.63]Yeah, to none of you rappers are actors
[00:16.94]I swear that these niggas be fake
[00:18.42]**** out my face, yeah
[00:21.44]Way too much food on my plate for her
[00:23.60]To be actin' all stank, yeah
[00:25.35]Diamonds on bling (bling blaow-blaow)yeah
[00:27.73]We smoked out, my b***h is so bad
[00:29.53]I had to go buy her a mink
[00:31.46]**** what you think yeah
[00:33.85]'Cause me and the money in love
[00:35.66]I think I'ma buy it a ring
[00:36.83]My diamond's shining, yours cloudy
[00:38.46]Diamond's ice, play hockey
[00:39.95]Lean got me feeling drowsy
[00:41.50]Stripper b***h, she work at Follies
[00:43.07]Meet me at the hotel lobby
[00:44.57]Air Max, running to the money
[00:46.15]You ain't takin' nothin' from me
[00:47.67]And I'm gon' die bout it
[00:49.68](Focus) from demons, distractions
[00:51.86]To all the reactions of fame
[00:53.18]She probably collapsing her heart over taxes
[00:54.79]I'm blowing a kiss on the way
[00:56.31]Production big, can't fit on a stage
[00:57.86]Too many fans to fit in the crowd
[00:59.46]Too many bands to get them on stage
[01:01.02]Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage
[01:02.58]I say in advance, so pay in advance
[01:04.11]I'm way too advanced to figure him out
[01:05.65]I set the bar, don't give them a break
[01:07.19]The bar's too high to give it a raise
[01:08.80]A flow, like God, so give him a raise
[01:10.39]Stones I got, I get 'em appraised
[01:11.95]Draw my Glock and get him erased
[01:13.48]Slow you, God, I give it away
[01:15.03]I can't relate (no) yeah (no)
[01:17.69]To none of you rappers are actors
[01:19.27]I swear that these niggas be fake (no, yeah)
[01:21.28]**** out my face, yeah
[01:23.72]Way too much food on my plate for her
[01:25.82]To be actin' all stank
[01:26.64]B***h, new Versace
[01:28.29]Sippin' sake with my posse (yeah!)
[01:29.82]Eat that p***y like hibachi
[01:31.53]Leave it wet, that shit Dasani?(alright!)
[01:33.11]Salvador Dalí, her body (yeah!)
[01:34.72]It's a work of art, you copy??(Ferg!)
[01:36.13]B***h, all she do pilates
[01:37.58]I go hard, you rappers copy
[01:40.41]'Cause it feels so good when it's you
[01:43.24]And it feels so good when it's new
[01:46.44]Yes it feels so good when it's new
[01:49.59]Why you actin' like you ain't knew?
[01:51.93]B***h, new Versace
[01:53.23]I be mobbin' with my posse
[01:54.77]Stretch that coochie like pilates
[01:56.30]I'm gon' eat it like hibachi
[01:57.89]Play no game, no Tamagotchi
[01:59.44]Finger froze like Liberace
[02:01.01]**** that b***h, I make her knot me
[02:02.57]While I rep Trilluminati
[02:07.45]Yeah, oh, right
[02:10.35]Pelle Pel, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
[02:13.90]Holla holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
[02:16.88]Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds
[02:18.50]I'm about to sign me
[02:19.98]Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy, thousand band like Fauni
[02:23.08]All in the forest, hey, lookin' for porridge, hey
[02:26.25]Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus
[02:27.95]Dressed like a tourist, hey
[02:29.23]That's with the bomber, huh, **** up some commas, hey
[02:32.41]Glock for the drama, hey
[02:33.88]Do what I want, **** when I wanna
[02:36.57]'Cause it feels so good when it's you
[02:39.34]And it feels so good when it's new
[02:42.54]Cuz it feels so good when it's new
[02:45.68]Why you actin' like you ain't knew?
[02:47.90](Nigga) I can't relate, yeah (no)
[02:51.53]To none of you rappers are actors
[02:52.78]I swear that these niggas be fake
[02:53.93](Nigga) **** out my face yeah
[02:57.79]Way too much food on my plate for her
[02:59.32]To be actin' all stank yeah
[03:01.52]Diamonds on bling (bling blaow-blaow) yeah
[03:03.99]We smoked out, my b***h is so bad
[03:05.25]I had to go buy her a mink
[03:07.43]**** what you think yeah(**** what you **** what you think)
[03:09.95]'Cause me and the money in love
[03:11.43]I think I'ma buy it a ring, yeah

作词 : Darold Brown/Tairiq Devega/Adam Kirkman/Adam Feeney/Chauncey Hollis/Jamel Phillips/Rakim Mayers
作曲 : Darold Brown/Tairiq Devega/Adam Kirkman/Adam Feeney/Chauncey Hollis/Jamel Phillips/Rakim Mayers
Yeah, I can't relate
Yeah, to none of you rappers are actors
I swear that these niggas be fake
**** out my face, yeah
Way too much food on my plate for her
To be actin' all stank, yeah
Diamonds on bling (bling blaow-blaow)yeah
We smoked out, my b***h is so bad
I had to go buy her a mink
**** what you think yeah
'Cause me and the money in love
I think I'ma buy it a ring
My diamond's shining, yours cloudy
Diamond's ice, play hockey
Lean got me feeling drowsy
Stripper b***h, she work at Follies
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Air Max, running to the money
You ain't takin' nothin' from me
And I'm gon' die bout it
(Focus) from demons, distractions
To all the reactions of fame
She probably collapsing her heart over taxes
I'm blowing a kiss on the way
Production big, can't fit on a stage
Too many fans to fit in the crowd
Too many bands to get them on stage
Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage
I say in advance, so pay in advance
I'm way too advanced to figure him out
I set the bar, don't give them a break
The bar's too high to give it a raise
A flow, like God, so give him a raise
Stones I got, I get 'em appraised
Draw my Glock and get him erased
Slow you, God, I give it away
I can't relate (no) yeah (no)
To none of you rappers are actors
I swear that these niggas be fake (no, yeah)
**** out my face, yeah
Way too much food on my plate for her
To be actin' all stank
B***h, new Versace
Sippin' sake with my posse (yeah!)
Eat that p***y like hibachi
Leave it wet, that shit Dasani?(alright!)
Salvador Dalí, her body (yeah!)
It's a work of art, you copy??(Ferg!)
B***h, all she do pilates
I go hard, you rappers copy
'Cause it feels so good when it's you
And it feels so good when it's new
Yes it feels so good when it's new
Why you actin' like you ain't knew?
B***h, new Versace
I be mobbin' with my posse
Stretch that coochie like pilates
I'm gon' eat it like hibachi
Play no game, no Tamagotchi
Finger froze like Liberace
**** that b***h, I make her knot me
While I rep Trilluminati
Yeah, oh, right
Pelle Pel, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
Holla holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds
I'm about to sign me
Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy, thousand band like Fauni
All in the forest, hey, lookin' for porridge, hey
Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus
Dressed like a tourist, hey
That's with the bomber, huh, **** up some commas, hey
Glock for the drama, hey
Do what I want, **** when I wanna
'Cause it feels so good when it's you
And it feels so good when it's new
Cuz it feels so good when it's new
Why you actin' like you ain't knew?
(Nigga) I can't relate, yeah (no)
To none of you rappers are actors
I swear that these niggas be fake
(Nigga) **** out my face yeah
Way too much food on my plate for her
To be actin' all stank yeah
Diamonds on bling (bling blaow-blaow) yeah
We smoked out, my b***h is so bad
I had to go buy her a mink
**** what you think yeah(**** what you **** what you think)
'Cause me and the money in love
I think I'ma buy it a ring, yeah