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Right Above It

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  • 作词 : Carter, Dwayne
    作曲 : Carter, Dwayne
    "Right Above It"(feat. Drake)
    (Kane is in the building *******)
    Now tell me how you love it, you know you at the top
    When only heaven's right above it, we on, 'cause we on
    Who else really tryna ******* with Hollywood Co.?
    I'm with Marley G, bro
    Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
    And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know
    This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
    And uh, my real friends never hearin' from me
    Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
    That's why I pick and choose, I don't get ************t confused
    I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
    We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
    Live in the same building, but we got different views
    I got a couple cars I never get to use
    Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos
    And these days all the girls is down to roll
    I hit the strip club and all them ******* find a pole
    Plus I been sippin', so this ************t is movin' kinda slow
    Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
    Now tell me how you love it
    You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    Now somebody show some money in this ************
    And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig?
    I got my gun in my boo purse
    And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    Meet me on the fresh train
    Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names
    And all of my riders do not give a *******, X-Games
    Guns turn you boys into *******es, *** change
    And I smoke 'til I got chest pains
    And you *******s know I rep my gang like Jesse James
    Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
    I been fly so long I fell asleep on the ******' plane
    Skinny pants and some Vans
    Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, amen
    As the world spin and dance in my hands
    Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
    Uh, wake up and smell the ************
    You *******s can't see me, but never overlook me
    I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me
    Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me
    N, now tell me how you love it
    You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    Now somebody show some money in this ************
    And I got my bees with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig?
    I got my gun in my boo purse
    And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    Uh, how do he say what's never said?
    Beautiful black woman,
    I bet that ************ look better red
    Limpin' off tour
    'cause I made more off my second leg
    Ma'******' Birdman Junior, eleventh grade
    Ball on automatic start
    I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
    Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
    We in the building, you *******s in apar******ents
    No-now, c'mon, be my blood donor
    Flo' so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on her
    Do it big, and let the small fall under that
    Damn, where you stumbled at?
    From where they make gumbo at
    Kane got the ******' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack
    But you know me, I get on this ************ and have a heart attack
    Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, *******, nothin' short of that
    President Carter, Young Money democrat
    Now tell me how you love it
    You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    Now somebody show some money in this ************
    And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig? (Soo woo!)
    I got my gun in my boo purse
    And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    (We on, young young mula baby)
    by og
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Carter, Dwayne
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Carter, Dwayne
    [00:00.00]"Right Above It"(feat. Drake)
    [00:01.98](Kane is in the building *******)
    [00:17.35]Now tell me how you love it, you know you at the top
    [00:20.93]When only heaven's right above it, we on, 'cause we on
    [00:27.31]Who else really tryna ******* with Hollywood Co.?
    [00:29.76]I'm with Marley G, bro
    [00:31.17]Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
    [00:34.25]And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know
    [00:37.61]This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
    [00:40.67]And uh, my real friends never hearin' from me
    [00:44.19]Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
    [00:47.15]That's why I pick and choose, I don't get ************t confused
    [00:50.30]I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
    [00:53.58]We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
    [00:56.73]Live in the same building, but we got different views
    [00:59.95]I got a couple cars I never get to use
    [01:03.01]Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos
    [01:06.38]And these days all the girls is down to roll
    [01:09.48]I hit the strip club and all them ******* find a pole
    [01:12.35]Plus I been sippin', so this ************t is movin' kinda slow
    [01:15.51]Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
    [01:18.68]Now tell me how you love it
    [01:21.74]You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    [01:24.70]We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    [01:27.61]If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    [01:31.67]Now somebody show some money in this ************
    [01:34.03]And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig?
    [01:38.55]I got my gun in my boo purse
    [01:40.45]And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    [01:43.77]Meet me on the fresh train
    [01:47.13]Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names
    [01:49.98]And all of my riders do not give a *******, X-Games
    [01:53.15]Guns turn you boys into *******es, *** change
    [01:56.52]And I smoke 'til I got chest pains
    [01:59.43]And you *******s know I rep my gang like Jesse James
    [02:02.49]Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
    [02:05.76]I been fly so long I fell asleep on the ******' plane
    [02:09.13]Skinny pants and some Vans
    [02:11.89]Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, amen
    [02:15.00]As the world spin and dance in my hands
    [02:17.91]Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
    [02:21.28]Uh, wake up and smell the ************
    [02:24.38]You *******s can't see me, but never overlook me
    [02:27.66]I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me
    [02:30.91]Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me
    [02:33.98]N, now tell me how you love it
    [02:37.04]You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    [02:40.15]We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    [02:42.91]If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    [02:47.03]Now somebody show some money in this ************
    [02:49.40]And I got my bees with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig?
    [02:54.02]I got my gun in my boo purse
    [02:55.77]And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    [02:59.08]Uh, how do he say what's never said?
    [03:02.19]Beautiful black woman,
    [03:03.90]I bet that ************ look better red
    [03:05.35]Limpin' off tour
    [03:06.36]'cause I made more off my second leg
    [03:08.56]Ma'******' Birdman Junior, eleventh grade
    [03:11.74]Ball on automatic start
    [03:14.64]I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
    [03:17.66]Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
    [03:21.32]We in the building, you *******s in apar******ents
    [03:24.34]No-now, c'mon, be my blood donor
    [03:27.44]Flo' so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on her
    [03:30.52]Do it big, and let the small fall under that
    [03:33.72]Damn, where you stumbled at?
    [03:35.38]From where they make gumbo at
    [03:36.79]Kane got the ******' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack
    [03:40.15]But you know me, I get on this ************ and have a heart attack
    [03:43.16]Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, *******, nothin' short of that
    [03:46.27]President Carter, Young Money democrat
    [03:49.49]Now tell me how you love it
    [03:52.40]You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
    [03:55.52]We on, it's Young Money, mother*******
    [03:58.23]If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, mother*******, all right
    [04:02.45]Now somebody show some money in this ************
    [04:04.81]And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ************, ya dig? (Soo woo!)
    [04:09.33]I got my gun in my boo purse
    [04:11.09]And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
    [04:19.59](We on, young young mula baby)
    [04:28.11]by og