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Redman
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Put It Down
作詞:Tim Mosley, Reggie Noble
I got it, come on, **** Oh, oh, yeah, yo Yeah, get, killa
Redman got fire, killa Shots'll ring your hood when I'm high killa Shots of Cuervo are **** up my liver Shots from the cameras on my killas
Girlfriend drunk so I'll jump around wit her I step inside, you're quiet like a mime, killa My watch do more things than James Bond, killa I'ma do it now, I ain't gonna try, killa
Put it down, put it down, put it down, girl You better grind 'cause you ain't spending mine, girl When Timbaland plan and I'll do the ground work Whether you in Tims, Air Force or Converse
Let me see the high **** on the left side And whole **** smokin' on the right side You sayin', '**** Gillahouse' **** likewise This is how I walk up on your ****, hey, put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down, ****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (**** you gots to get down) (How we put it down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (**** you gots to get down) (Show you how we put it down)
Who am I, killa? That dude who arrive, killa With a blueprint to all your supply, killa Fifteen percent tint on the 'fire, killa Sometimes I don't know what's inside, killa
Let me show you how bricks get alive, killa The Time Warner's of the block, show time, killa I hit a chick, kick her out, I ain't battlin' her A gold digger I can see the green mile in her
Put it down, put it down put it down, fool The flashy ones get robbed in the bathroom 'Yo, get up, yo, it's jewelry, it's costume' Rollin' like drunk cowboys at high noon
Let me see the high **** on the East side And whole **** get high on the West side A punk **** outta line, he get checked like 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I roll up on his **** and say, hey, put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down, ****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (**** you gots to get down) (How we put it down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (****, you gots to get down) (Show you how we put it down)
Look in my eyes, killa You see a great ball of fire, killa My trail is blazin' that's right, I'm high, killa A hard hip hop hitman for hire, killa My rims so big, I f*** my alignment up
Grown as hell, I don't throw signs, killa I continue to Flipmode's like Rhy, digga Barbershop talk, come, get you a line, killa It's permanent press steam on the iron, killa
Put it down, put it down, put it down, girl Wherever you pop **** you get found there ****, you hot, little tacky with the horse hair Gillahouse, it's your year and it's on, baby
Where them high m**** on the left side? I know there's drunk m**** on the right side You sayin', '**** Redman', **** likewise This is how I talkin' to your ****, hey, put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down, ****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (**** you gots to get down) (How we put it down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down (We gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (****, you gots to get down) Put it down, put it down, put it down (****, you gots to get down) (Show you how we put it down, down)
Gillahouse, gilla here Gotti Click Yo Brick City, you know what it is Holla atcha **** boy
Bring 'em back
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