Lob - Kid Ink/Rory Fresco.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brian Todd Collins/Tony Son/Terrell Johnson
[00:00.80] 作词 : Tony Son/Juliann Alexander/Terrell Johnson/Brian Todd Collins
[00:01.60]Ooh, ah yeah
[00:12.39]Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
[00:18.60]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[00:24.87]Money make her dance, put you on a job
[00:30.84]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[00:36.21]Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag
[00:40.81]Backwood if you really 'bout that smoke
[00:44.29]Know your type, only bitches that ain't brok
[00:47.32]Dance in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
[00:50.30]Your skin color a bottle of Yoo-hoo
[00:52.89]That big old dude, I point and shot
[00:56.12]Came with the truth, case niggas start actin' boo
[00:58.92]I can't refuse, she with y'all
[01:01.99]Least she fighter with the moves
[01:03.80]I threw that lob like I coulda went to Duke
[01:06.64]Lil baby, it's just right 'cause she demand
[01:08.90]Walk it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah
[01:13.16]Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
[01:18.14]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[01:24.55]Money make her dance, put you on a job
[01:30.58]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[01:36.03]It ain't nothin' to me, jewelry cold like one degree
[01:38.07]I'ma throw it all, it's gon' fall from a hundred feet
[01:41.01]Rory don't do nothin' cheap, don't sleep at the Double Tree
[01:43.94]Bad niggas run at me like, can you give me somethin' to see
[01:47.05]She gon' go long for the throat, my son her
[01:50.09]And she all alone on her own, need a sponsor
[01:52.99]I threw all this cash, if I do my math right
[01:56.29]You just do a sash, I go through the smash
[01:59.34]Livin' stupid fast, nigga, I do the das
[02:02.24]It ain't same type of niggas that will get you to cras
[02:05.38]Just know who in first, don't know who in last
[02:08.22]I just threw the bag, if the truth be asked
[02:11.33]Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
[02:18.28]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[02:24.42]Money make her dance, put you on a job
[02:30.60]Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
[02:36.01]I could tell that she a fan, I'm a rock star with no band
[02:38.77]I get money in advance, then I do my money dance
[02:41.74]Can you throw it back on me by chance?
[02:45.08]You a bad nigga, you ain't innocen
[02:48.06]I just walked in with a brand new *******
[02:50.51]And a rock star clique, you can suck my *******
[02:53.44]Rest in peace to Lil Peep, took a Xan in the whip
[02:56.35]Swervin' on a highway, swervin' on your nigga
[02:59.58]Pop a willy with no hands, put it in the sky
[03:06.49]Threw that pass a lob, ooh that nigga a vib
[03:13.05]Ooh, ah yeah