It Is What It Is - 42 Dugg/Lil Baby.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
[00:00.577] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
[00:01.155] 1209
[00:08.314] Got a 30 on my seat, uh
[00:09.616]
[00:09.666] I miss you more than ever, pictures ain't doing no justice
[00:12.132] They say I lost a friend, and I told 'em I lost a brother
[00:14.639] Told 'em I lost a cousin, told 'em I lost a uncle
[00:17.139] Ma, it's hard to cope, but **** it, I'm gettin' money
[00:18.996]
[00:19.046] I lost five homies
[00:21.223] And they lost ten
[00:22.132] So even though you cryin', Ma, it is what it is
[00:24.543] Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
[00:27.193] Real **** winnin', know you proud of little Aus
[00:29.652] Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
[00:32.142] Mel back home, free my other lil' ****
[00:34.377] Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryin' to spin
[00:37.208] Gee, you gotta make ****
[00:38.462]
[00:38.512] I put the drank down, back totin' blicks
[00:41.273] Know I'm ridin' with you, brother, on the strength
[00:43.582] If one of mines get killed on the 9th
[00:46.127] Five of yours gettin' killed on the 10th
[00:48.264] And I ain't into shit, just a **** with a blitz package
[00:51.179] Say he took something from me, **** big cappin'
[00:53.708] After all this shit, you really think I'm still trappin'? (What?)
[00:56.155] Made 3 million every month, I damn near quit rappin' (Yeah)
[00:58.448] On God
[00:59.321]
[00:59.667] I heard the bricks goin' up, I'm tryin' to grab some
[01:02.400] Hood rich ****, Cartier crash on 'em
[01:04.742] If she ain't good at suckin' dick, I gotta pass on her
[01:07.379] I rock Cadillacs, the bullet proof, the fast ones (Skrrt)
[01:09.865] **** think they got a wave, but it won't last long (No)
[01:12.273] I be in the kitchen cookin' with my mask on
[01:14.786] Sellin' pounds, gettin' it down, it was my platform
[01:17.052] If I don't know nothin', I know how to get a bag off
[01:19.762]
[01:19.813] I give brodie all the lows, he runnin' through those
[01:22.345] I got twenty girlfriends, livin' like Pluto
[01:24.333] Double Patek duo in honor of my two homies, I miss y'all
[01:27.738] I sent that cash up, they spent, dawg
[01:29.437] First, you knock down the foot soldier, get the big dawg
[01:31.684] If a **** who ever told call my phone, that's a missed call
[01:34.178] Chanel, cop a Maxi handbag, then she hit raw
[01:36.462] I'm on the chase, parking lot, pourin' syrup, havin' withdrawals
[01:39.031] Had a X-rated day, I put the Skeleton on two arms
[01:41.801] Slam a **** quick, wipe his nose like a newborn
[01:44.243] Spinnin', if he live, catch up with him when he discharge
[01:46.674] Won't catch a **** sayin', "No Diddy," that's for lil' boys
[01:49.414]
[01:49.634] Count this paper in a penthouse with a Ruby Rose
[01:52.115] I like hoes and I like money, but I can't bend or fold
[01:54.636] Me and bronem handle business like the Sinaloa
[01:57.027] Send the paper, send the addy, I'ma send the load
[01:59.571] **** live inside their studio they whole life
[02:01.940] And I ain't never go to practice, I'm like Allen Iverson
[02:04.450] And all they bitches wanna **** me, that's why they don't like me
[02:07.026]
[02:08.462] I lost five homies
[02:10.719] And they lost ten
[02:11.588] So even though you cryin', Ma, it is what it is
[02:14.023] Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
[02:16.634] Real **** winnin', know you proud of little Aus
[02:19.133] Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
[02:21.592] Mel back home, free my other lil' ****
[02:23.817] Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryin' to spin
[02:26.642] Gee, you gotta make ****
[02:28.116]
[02:28.283] I lost five
文本歌词
作词 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
作曲 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
1209
Got a 30 on my seat, uh
I miss you more than ever, pictures ain't doing no justice
They say I lost a friend, and I told 'em I lost a brother
Told 'em I lost a cousin, told 'em I lost a uncle
Ma, it's hard to cope, but **** it, I'm gettin' money
I lost five homies
And they lost ten
So even though you cryin', Ma, it is what it is
Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
Real **** winnin', know you proud of little Aus
Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
Mel back home, free my other lil' ****
Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryin' to spin
Gee, you gotta make ****
I put the drank down, back totin' blicks
Know I'm ridin' with you, brother, on the strength
If one of mines get killed on the 9th
Five of yours gettin' killed on the 10th
And I ain't into shit, just a **** with a blitz package
Say he took something from me, **** big cappin'
After all this shit, you really think I'm still trappin'? (What?)
Made 3 million every month, I damn near quit rappin' (Yeah)
On God
I heard the bricks goin' up, I'm tryin' to grab some
Hood rich ****, Cartier crash on 'em
If she ain't good at suckin' dick, I gotta pass on her
I rock Cadillacs, the bullet proof, the fast ones (Skrrt)
**** think they got a wave, but it won't last long (No)
I be in the kitchen cookin' with my mask on
Sellin' pounds, gettin' it down, it was my platform
If I don't know nothin', I know how to get a bag off
I give brodie all the lows, he runnin' through those
I got twenty girlfriends, livin' like Pluto
Double Patek duo in honor of my two homies, I miss y'all
I sent that cash up, they spent, dawg
First, you knock down the foot soldier, get the big dawg
If a **** who ever told call my phone, that's a missed call
Chanel, cop a Maxi handbag, then she hit raw
I'm on the chase, parking lot, pourin' syrup, havin' withdrawals
Had a X-rated day, I put the Skeleton on two arms
Slam a **** quick, wipe his nose like a newborn
Spinnin', if he live, catch up with him when he discharge
Won't catch a **** sayin', "No Diddy," that's for lil' boys
Count this paper in a penthouse with a Ruby Rose
I like hoes and I like money, but I can't bend or fold
Me and bronem handle business like the Sinaloa
Send the paper, send the addy, I'ma send the load
**** live inside their studio they whole life
And I ain't never go to practice, I'm like Allen Iverson
And all they bitches wanna **** me, that's why they don't like me
I lost five homies
And they lost ten
So even though you cryin', Ma, it is what it is
Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
Real **** winnin', know you proud of little Aus
Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
Mel back home, free my other lil' ****
Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryin' to spin
Gee, you gotta make ****
I lost five