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Maybach Music III

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  • 作词 : Wright Crowe+Harris+Ortiz
    作曲 : Wright Crowe+Harris+Ortiz
    My garage is flawless, under a hundred thou' ain't allowed
    Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud
    No denim on my seats, baby you gon' need a towel
    Ride ***y through the city, see me you will be aroused
    My bankroll so well endowed, pull b*****s from M-I-A to A-T-L in style
    And in crowds catch me in town, on the strip in Vegas
    chilling, filling b*****s' faces with babies
    ***** bite your tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes
    Tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with another .380
    That's my car cost, y'all thought I would fall off
    That was just a small loss, we can have a ball off
    Fly to N.Y., meet me at the Waldorf
    The story and architecture Victorian
    Riding in the past like you're driving a DeLorean
    Hard times, never heard of those in the 'Bach
    My feet kicked up, get my **** sucked with the curtains closed
    And for the record kid, my final question is
    how your ***** gon' feel in that when you two pull up next to this?
    Hahahahah, Maybach Music *****!

    Chorus: Erykah Badu
    Everybody knows how the story goes
    Money and clothes, they gon' come and go
    But guess who stays the same? You gon' see the name
    Stroll real slow, with the curtains drawn

    Jadakiss:
    Yo, piff that I'm blowing on is f*****g up the ozone
    Plus I keep a **** line similar to Cold Stone's
    Ice cream, pipe dreams
    is what they have when I pull up in that light thing
    I put a hurting on, I got the curtains drawn
    Whoever ain't getting s*itted on, I'm squirting on
    I'm in the six-deuce, fifty-sevens for the health
    Chopper in the trunk, .45 for the belt
    Bunch of wax dummies, all you guys gonna melt
    Live for your kids, die for yourself
    Bottles in the sky if you ride for the wealth
    Peas on the block, pies on the shelf
    If I ain't in the back of the 'Bach, I ain't in nothing else
    Haha, I'm something else

    Chorus: Erykah Badu
    Everybody knows how the story goes
    Money and clothes, they gon' come and go
    But guess who stays the same? You gon' see the name
    Stroll real slow...

    Rick Ross:
    Uh, cigar please
    I came alive like a moth in the summer time
    Japanese wheel blades all samurai
    S*ine brighter than them b*****s on the other side
    Time to make a blind motherf****r recognize
    Ammunition got the competition nonexistent
    Had to bubble crack but didn't have a pot to piss it
    I'll double that, how dare you try to knock a *****?
    Street scholar, graduated no father figure
    Still tote chrome, check my chromosomes
    Meet me halfway with things and a mobile home
    Money machines, yeah they RING like a mobile phone
    I'm a seven-up, I need a coca-cola loan
    I'm in the hood like I'm James Evans
    Cashmere hand-made sweater
    Me and money got a vendetta
    Looking back, to tell the truth I could've did betta
    Parents never had a good job
    Now it's Black American Express cards, uh

    "Maybach Music"

    Rozay!

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Wright Crowe+Harris+Ortiz
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Wright Crowe+Harris+Ortiz
    [00:35.180]My garage is flawless, under a hundred thou' ain't allowed
    [00:37.330]Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud
    [00:40.420]No denim on my seats, baby you gon' need a towel
    [00:43.270]Ride ***y through the city, see me you will be aroused
    [00:46.150]My bankroll so well endowed, pull b*****s from M-I-A to A-T-L in style
    [00:51.570]And in crowds catch me in town, on the strip in Vegas
    [00:55.120]chilling, filling b*****s' faces with babies
    [00:57.810]***** bite your tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes
    [01:00.260]Tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with another .380
    [01:03.730]That's my car cost, y'all thought I would fall off
    [01:06.300]That was just a small loss, we can have a ball off
    [01:09.050]Fly to N.Y., meet me at the Waldorf
    [01:11.940]The story and architecture Victorian
    [01:14.800]Riding in the past like you're driving a DeLorean
    [01:17.630]Hard times, never heard of those in the 'Bach
    [01:20.250]My feet kicked up, get my **** sucked with the curtains closed
    [01:23.530]And for the record kid, my final question is
    [01:26.380]how your ***** gon' feel in that when you two pull up next to this?
    [01:29.080]Hahahahah, Maybach Music *****!
    [01:35.570]
    [01:38.050]Chorus: Erykah Badu
    [01:38.820]Everybody knows how the story goes
    [01:45.110]Money and clothes, they gon' come and go
    [01:50.480]But guess who stays the same? You gon' see the name
    [01:56.490]Stroll real slow, with the curtains drawn
    [02:00.640]
    [02:01.140]Jadakiss:
    [02:01.640]Yo, piff that I'm blowing on is f*****g up the ozone
    [02:02.220]Plus I keep a **** line similar to Cold Stone's
    [02:03.560]Ice cream, pipe dreams
    [02:06.430]is what they have when I pull up in that light thing
    [02:09.240]I put a hurting on, I got the curtains drawn
    [02:12.150]Whoever ain't getting s*itted on, I'm squirting on
    [02:14.960]I'm in the six-deuce, fifty-sevens for the health
    [02:17.910]Chopper in the trunk, .45 for the belt
    [02:20.750]Bunch of wax dummies, all you guys gonna melt
    [02:23.480]Live for your kids, die for yourself
    [02:26.390]Bottles in the sky if you ride for the wealth
    [02:29.080]Peas on the block, pies on the shelf
    [02:31.950]If I ain't in the back of the 'Bach, I ain't in nothing else
    [02:34.930]Haha, I'm something else
    [02:37.830]
    [02:39.120]Chorus: Erykah Badu
    [02:39.670]Everybody knows how the story goes
    [02:44.950]Money and clothes, they gon' come and go
    [02:50.390]But guess who stays the same? You gon' see the name
    [02:56.330]Stroll real slow...
    [02:59.650]
    [03:00.120]Rick Ross:
    [03:00.660]Uh, cigar please
    [03:12.370]I came alive like a moth in the summer time
    [03:17.860]Japanese wheel blades all samurai
    [03:20.670]S*ine brighter than them b*****s on the other side
    [03:23.380]Time to make a blind motherf****r recognize
    [03:26.470]Ammunition got the competition nonexistent
    [03:29.320]Had to bubble crack but didn't have a pot to piss it
    [03:32.140]I'll double that, how dare you try to knock a *****?
    [03:35.000]Street scholar, graduated no father figure
    [03:37.910]Still tote chrome, check my chromosomes
    [03:40.690]Meet me halfway with things and a mobile home
    [03:43.440]Money machines, yeah they RING like a mobile phone
    [03:46.420]I'm a seven-up, I need a coca-cola loan
    [03:49.270]I'm in the hood like I'm James Evans
    [03:52.510]Cashmere hand-made sweater
    [03:55.410]Me and money got a vendetta
    [03:58.420]Looking back, to tell the truth I could've did betta
    [04:01.130]Parents never had a good job
    [04:05.080]Now it's Black American Express cards, uh
    [04:10.670]
    [04:13.870]"Maybach Music"
    [04:15.870]
    [04:18.500]Rozay!
    [04:19.230]