LRC歌词
[ti:Door Man]
[ar:Clipse]
[al:Til The Casket Drops]
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[00:03.04]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[00:05.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:10.00]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[00:11.99]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:15.98]Ye ain't got money like this
[00:17.76]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:21.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[00:23.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:26.67]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[00:33.09]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[00:38.83]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[00:45.03]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[00:51.86]Every all star every Cancun every holiday
[00:55.69]South Beach in full bloom thousand dollar suites
[00:58.86]White sheets white rooms I got a bright future neck like a full moon
[01:03.61]Buy what we want spend what they want
[01:06.48]Young rich hot ni**a everything she wants
[01:09.48]Triple beams scales got me under deep spells
[01:12.48]Kiss my forehead momma knows I mean well
[01:15.47]Coc*ine bought me everything I ever had
[01:18.49]And I ain't neva been scared that's been my very last
[01:21.52]'Cause I can get it back watch me get it back
[01:24.54]Last 2 o 10 bricks sh*t I'm cookin' that
[01:27.22]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[01:29.96]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:34.06]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[01:35.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:40.03]Ye ain't got money like this
[01:41.90]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:45.88]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[01:47.73]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:50.82]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[01:56.83]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[02:02.76]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[02:08.94]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[02:15.93]My life's too real to be a PSA
[02:18.82]The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
[02:21.72]I cut it than whip her like she Annie Mae
[02:24.52]Praise God I escaped by his amazin' grace nah neva was I savin' 'Face
[02:30.56]Some family ties aren't possible to break
[02:33.70]The almighty judge only he can save me
[02:36.81]Don't cry for us now just pray for our babies
[02:39.84]Mercedes 5 with the open roof Miami hot rods and the ocean view
[02:45.71]The tell tale signs that expose the truth Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you
[02:51.45]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[02:54.01]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[02:57.99]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[02:59.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:04.05]Ye ain't got money like this
[03:05.92]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:09.91]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[03:11.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:14.62]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[03:21.02]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[03:26.76]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[03:33.07]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[03:39.92]We get it in a flash like paparazzi cars crib everything big body
[03:45.67]Big charm hangin' from my big chain
[03:48.66]Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain
[03:51.63]Pull up to the crib b**ch think she seein' thangs
[03:54.68]Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change
[03:57.31]If the good die young than the greats go to jail
[04:00.13]I miss my Tony hope you snitches burn in Hell
[04:03.22]Kiss and tell with sales on us ballers
[04:06.15]All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers
[04:09.22]All because them b**ches is actin' like they jaw-less( )
[04:12.23]And we don't count money we weigh it like fish orders
[04:15.09]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[04:18.03]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:22.07]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[04:23.87]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:28.06]Ye ain't got money like this
[04:29.91]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:33.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[04:35.94]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:38.80]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[04:44.83]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[04:51.01]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[04:56.81]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[ar:Clipse]
[al:Til The Casket Drops]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:03.04]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[00:05.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:10.00]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[00:11.99]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:15.98]Ye ain't got money like this
[00:17.76]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:21.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[00:23.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[00:26.67]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[00:33.09]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[00:38.83]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[00:45.03]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[00:51.86]Every all star every Cancun every holiday
[00:55.69]South Beach in full bloom thousand dollar suites
[00:58.86]White sheets white rooms I got a bright future neck like a full moon
[01:03.61]Buy what we want spend what they want
[01:06.48]Young rich hot ni**a everything she wants
[01:09.48]Triple beams scales got me under deep spells
[01:12.48]Kiss my forehead momma knows I mean well
[01:15.47]Coc*ine bought me everything I ever had
[01:18.49]And I ain't neva been scared that's been my very last
[01:21.52]'Cause I can get it back watch me get it back
[01:24.54]Last 2 o 10 bricks sh*t I'm cookin' that
[01:27.22]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[01:29.96]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:34.06]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[01:35.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:40.03]Ye ain't got money like this
[01:41.90]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:45.88]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[01:47.73]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[01:50.82]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[01:56.83]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[02:02.76]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[02:08.94]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[02:15.93]My life's too real to be a PSA
[02:18.82]The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
[02:21.72]I cut it than whip her like she Annie Mae
[02:24.52]Praise God I escaped by his amazin' grace nah neva was I savin' 'Face
[02:30.56]Some family ties aren't possible to break
[02:33.70]The almighty judge only he can save me
[02:36.81]Don't cry for us now just pray for our babies
[02:39.84]Mercedes 5 with the open roof Miami hot rods and the ocean view
[02:45.71]The tell tale signs that expose the truth Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you
[02:51.45]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[02:54.01]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[02:57.99]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[02:59.93]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:04.05]Ye ain't got money like this
[03:05.92]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:09.91]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[03:11.98]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[03:14.62]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[03:21.02]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[03:26.76]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[03:33.07]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
[03:39.92]We get it in a flash like paparazzi cars crib everything big body
[03:45.67]Big charm hangin' from my big chain
[03:48.66]Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain
[03:51.63]Pull up to the crib b**ch think she seein' thangs
[03:54.68]Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change
[03:57.31]If the good die young than the greats go to jail
[04:00.13]I miss my Tony hope you snitches burn in Hell
[04:03.22]Kiss and tell with sales on us ballers
[04:06.15]All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers
[04:09.22]All because them b**ches is actin' like they jaw-less( )
[04:12.23]And we don't count money we weigh it like fish orders
[04:15.09]Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
[04:18.03]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:22.07]You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
[04:23.87]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:28.06]Ye ain't got money like this
[04:29.91]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:33.94]So scream it If ya ambition fit
[04:35.94]I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
[04:38.80]Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
[04:44.83]Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
[04:51.01]Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
[04:56.81]Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
文本歌词
Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
Every all star every Cancun every holiday
South Beach in full bloom thousand dollar suites
White sheets white rooms I got a bright future neck like a full moon
Buy what we want spend what they want
Young rich hot ni**a everything she wants
Triple beams scales got me under deep spells
Kiss my forehead momma knows I mean well
Coc*ine bought me everything I ever had
And I ain't neva been scared that's been my very last
'Cause I can get it back watch me get it back
Last 2 o 10 bricks sh*t I'm cookin' that
Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
My life's too real to be a PSA
The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
I cut it than whip her like she Annie Mae
Praise God I escaped by his amazin' grace nah neva was I savin' 'Face
Some family ties aren't possible to break
The almighty judge only he can save me
Don't cry for us now just pray for our babies
Mercedes 5 with the open roof Miami hot rods and the ocean view
The tell tale signs that expose the truth Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you
Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a
We get it in a flash like paparazzi cars crib everything big body
Big charm hangin' from my big chain
Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain
Pull up to the crib b**ch think she seein' thangs
Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change
If the good die young than the greats go to jail
I miss my Tony hope you snitches burn in Hell
Kiss and tell with sales on us ballers
All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers
All because them b**ches is actin' like they jaw-less( )
And we don't count money we weigh it like fish orders
Hey doorman tell 'em line up the Cris'
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Ye ain't got money like this
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
So scream it If ya ambition fit
I put my money on the roof and crush this b**ch
Sing it niggas lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't got money like this
Lalalalalalalalalala paper plates on a brand new six
Lalalalalalalalalala I just taught my young boys how to mix
Lalalalalalalalalala ye ain't seen paper like this ni**a