Girl Talk — Triple Double
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Triple Double Girl Talk06:27
Текст песни: Triple Double
[Instrumental: Phoenix - 1901] [Beyoncé - Diva] I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva I'm a, I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva I'm a, I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva I'm a, I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva [Ludacris - How Low] Oh! Yeah! She can go lower than I ever really thought she could Face down, ass up The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans Baby pull your pants up I like it when I see you do it Better than I've ever seen I done befo' A lot of, women, drop it to the ground But how low can you go? Lower than your mama's ever seen it in her lifetime Never would've imagined it, not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror, now you doing it on the dance flo' Mad 'cause I can't get with you, chick, just show me how to dance, oh I may not wanna get low, so I'm posted up, kinda like a player do But if you come to the crib, then I might show you girls a thang or two Yeah, I think you a superstar, with a ass like that you gotta blow Befo' you make it big, there's just one thang that I gotta know [Ludacris - How Low & (Phoenix - 1901)] (Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it) How low can you go? How low can you go? (Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it) How low can you go? How low can you go? (Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it) How low can you go? How low can you go? (Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it) How low can you go? How low can you go? Now go'on drop it to the ground Yeah drop it to the ground Now go'on drop it to the ground Yeah drop it to the ground [Instrumental: Joe Jackson - Steppin' Out] [Lil' Wayne - A Milli] You dig? A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil Mack, I'm going in A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire Tougher than Nigerian hair My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair I'm a venereal disease, like a menstrual bleed Through the pencil, and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind ‘Cause I don't write shit, ‘cause I ain't got time ‘Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar And the almighty power of that ch-cha-cha-chopper Sister, brother, son, daughter, father; mother-fuck a copper Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin' Tell the coppers: "Ha-ha-ha-ha You can't catch him, you can't stop him" I go by them goon rules: if you can't beat 'em, then you pop 'em You can't man 'em, then you mop 'em You can't stand 'em, then you drop 'em You pop 'em ‘cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher Motherfucker, I'm ill Yeah! A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Mil-A Mil I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I' ill I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I' ill Motherfucker, I'm ill [Instrumental: Neil Diamond - Cherry Cherry] [Crooked I - Everythang] Money from the trap house, beef pull the Macs out Stuntin’ pull the 'llacs out In case you cats doubt I’m don’ everythang I rap about And that’s on everythang Standin’ on the club couch On the corner thugged out, bitches pull they tongues out I pull them one’s out I’m doin’ everythang I rap about And that’s on everythang Hold up [Lil Jon - Snap Yo Fingers] Hey! Hey! Hey! Ayy! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! [Instrumental: Devo - Gates of Steel] Hey! Hey! Hey! Ayy! Hey! Hey! Hey! [Ice Cube - It was A Good Day] Just wakin' up in the morning, gotta thank God I don't know, but today seems kinda odd No barking from the dog, no smog And Momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got my grub on, but didn't pig out Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out Hooked it up for later as I hit the door Thinkin', "Will I live another twenty-four?" I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop-top And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop Had to stop at a red light Lookin' in my mirror and not a jacker in sight And everything is alright I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night Called up the homies and I'm askin' y'all "Which park are y'all playin' basketball?" Get me on the court and I'm trouble Last week, fucked around and got a triple double Freakin' niggas every way, like MJ I can't believe today was a good day [J-Kwon - Tipsy '09] Get 'em, ugh, Get 'em, ugh Get 'em, ugh, I got em Get 'em, ugh, Get 'em, ugh Get 'em, ugh, I got em [Willow Smith - I Whip My Hair Back and Forth] I whip my hair back and forth [Instrumental: The Rolling Stones - Paint It, Black] [Wiz Kalifa - Black and Yellow & (The Rolling Stones - Paint It, Black)] Yeah! Uh-huh! Black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow Black and yellow black and yellow (One Two Three Four!) Uh, black stripe, yellow paint Them niggas scared of it, but them hoes ain't Soon as I hit the club, look at them hoes' face Hit the pedal once, make the floor shake Suede inside, my engine roarin' It’s the big boy, you know what I paid for it And I got the pedal to the metal Got you niggas checking game, I’m ballin' out on every level Hear them haters talk, but there’s nothin' you can tell 'em Just made a million, got another million on my schedule No love for 'em, nigga breaking hearts No keys, push to start Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is Black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is Black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow black and yellow Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is Everything I do, yeah, I do it big Yeah, uh-huh, screaming: "That's nothin'!" When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin' Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Uh-huh! Yeah! Yeah! Uh-huh!
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