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dotcomnirvan & 1900rugrat - vice city blues كلمات أغنية

[intro: 1900rugrat, harold melvin & the blue notes with sharon paige]
(you know how to make me, make me feel so good)
let’s do it, huh, yeah, huh
(and you know how to make me, make me feel so good)
(and you know how to make— you know how to make me feel good, baby)
(you know what i mean? you know, get up out my seat, d_mn, [blood?] b_tch)
(you know— you know how that’s— yeah, that’s what you do, baby, yeah)
yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh (uh_huh, yeah)

[verse]
got a ho, can’t even meet me in the club, she gon’ get denied (huh?)
another one who like when i go deep, she all in this side
got a [sword?] right off la, walk to the store right in her fila’s (woo)
lil’ ho way too nasty, want me to put it in her behind (huh, yeah)
i said, “hold on, baby, rеwind” (huh)
i’m fresher than a babies bеhind (yeah)
i been in the field, this ain’t no court, i ain’t no rebound (frrt)
i said, “baby, won’t you be mine?” tryna love you ’til i’m senile
they better know what’s required
gotta show ’em i’m tryna see god, huh, huh (uh_huh, uh)
it took a lot of time, i had to realize
not everybody be wise
sometimes you gotta f_ck it up, then double back and revise
i was pourin’ h_ll in levi’s (huh?)
baby, leave the louis jeans [?] headstone the time i leave, uh, uh_huh
baby, i ain’t finna judge you (yeah)
the f_ck i look like? jesus christ?
yeah, i’m quick to leave a b_tch (yeah)
but i can’t never leave the mic
you ain’t finna learn nothin’
no way believin’ that you’re right
my brother died, b_tch, i ain’t cry
i went to schemin’ through the night
[bridge]
huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah (what else? what else?)
baby, you know how to make me boot up, but can’t make me crash out
huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh (what else? what else?)
it ’bout that time, finna go suit up, i just made my last stop

[verse 2]
i hit the sh_ll, cop a continent, then pull my shiesty on
quick to have the glock talkin’ to you if i don’t like your tone
she said, “boy, you a dog?” duh, b_tch, i like the bone (huh, huh)
i ain’t with none of them kid games, baby girl, i like ’em grown
she said, “oh my god, i love them underground rappers” (yeah, huh, huh)
but— b_tch, who you talkin’ to (who you talk— huh, huh)
talkin’ ’bout underground, b_tch, you—
you better call xanman or some sh_t, b_tch, i don’t know who the— huh?
huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
same fit for three days straight, it’s all that i’ma change, baby
b_tch, ya better call your mama, needs a help with rent, crazy (huh?)
two stacks in my pockets (yeah), used to just be lint, baby
and i ain’t even eat today (yeah), you think i give a sh_t, baby?

[outro]
(yeah, uh, uh_uh_uh, yeah, huh, huh, huh)
uh_uh, i don’t give no f_ck (yeah, huh, huh, yeah)
i ain’t givin’ no sh_t, b_tch, how the f_ck i— (huh)
how the f_ck i give a sh_t and i ain’t eat sh_t? (huh, huh, huh, huh)
if i ain’t eat today, how the f_ck i’ma give a sh_t? (huh, huh, huh)
how i’ma give a sh_t if i ain’t— that sh_t—
you feel me? i don’t even— yeah

- dotcomnirvan 1900rugrat

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