The Wake (Album Version|Edited)
Fabolous「The Wake (Album Version|Edited)」はFabolousの曲です, 2010, Pop。長さは3:06, 54 lines / 437 words。
歌詞
0:01First off I wanna send my condolences
0:05Rest in peace to the competition
0:09What's up Drama Y'all know what this is right
0:13Da da grillz da da da grillz
0:16Da da grillz da da da grillz
0:20Da da grillz da da da grillz
0:23Da da grillz da da da da
0:27I am logged on to f**k niggas dot com
0:30And I am everything these f**k niggas not Drama
0:34Must be some confusion you niggas are not me
0:37I am an illusion really what you cannot see
0:41So picture me like a paparazzi H dot N dot I dot C
0:47We don't play when we roll no Yahtzee
0:51And I hate you niggas no Nazi
0:54But this the holocaust rap genocide yeah
0:58Ike Turner take that b**ch slaps in the ride
1:01My shorty tellin' me kill the competition boo
1:04And I be tellin' her There Is No Competition 2 nice
1:09There Is No Competition 2
1:10It's good to wake up look in the mirror
1:12And the only competition's you
1:15And even that ni**a ain't seein' me
1:18My reflection have a hard time bein' me
1:21So they tryna do me sh*t it's time to dead it
1:24I'm what ya don't do even if Simon said it
1:28I kill 'em with the shine yeah these black diamond's credit
1:31And my watch is sick but I have no time for medics
1:34Black ice in the Ottomar this is custom order bra
1:37First I call the jeweler up then I call the coroner
1:40My car is foreigner my b**ch is from Florida
1:44I killed the p**sy last night so now her man is mournin' her
1:48Good mornin' sir I goodnight niggas
1:51Y'all on death row I Suge Knight niggas
1:54Time to depart I book flights ni**a
1:58Wassup son What it look like ni**a
2:01Black dress black suits black shades black boots
2:04Black truck black coupe guns blow black flutes
2:07Black card black jewels black party bag
2:11Black Friday throw it in a body bag
2:15Black Barbie that's what I call my black braud
2:18African plug that's what I call a black chord
2:21Get ya sharps get ya flats that's the black keys
2:25Gettin' slick'll get ya holes in ya black tees
2:28Black limos black town cars black hearses
2:31Black register books signed in black cursive
2:35Black tears white tissues outta black purses
2:38That's procedure when I'm sendin' back verses
2:42The wake it's the wake right here
2:45Come before the funeral ni**a
2:48They call me funeral fab ni**a a k a Young Funeral
2:50I'm killing these niggas
2:58All these niggas is dead
3:00You look around they're all dead
3:06It's tree fam ni**a nice
First off I wanna send my condolences Rest in peace to the competition What's up Drama Y'all know what this is right Da da grillz da da da grillz Da da grillz da da da grillz Da da grillz da da da grillz Da da grillz da da da da I am logged on to f**k niggas dot com And I am everything these f**k niggas not Drama Must be some confusion you niggas are not me I am an illusion really what you cannot see So picture me like a paparazzi H dot N dot I dot C We don't play when we roll no Yahtzee And I hate you niggas no Nazi But this the holocaust rap genocide yeah Ike Turner take that b**ch slaps in the ride My shorty tellin' me kill the competition boo And I be tellin' her There Is No Competition 2 nice There Is No Competition 2 It's good to wake up look in the mirror And the only competition's you And even that ni**a ain't seein' me My reflection have a hard time bein' me So they tryna do me sh*t it's time to dead it I'm what ya don't do even if Simon said it I kill 'em with the shine yeah these black diamond's credit And my watch is sick but I have no time for medics Black ice in the Ottomar this is custom order bra First I call the jeweler up then I call the coroner My car is foreigner my b**ch is from Florida I killed the p**sy last night so now her man is mournin' her Good mornin' sir I goodnight niggas Y'all on death row I Suge Knight niggas Time to depart I book flights ni**a Wassup son What it look like ni**a Black dress black suits black shades black boots Black truck black coupe guns blow black flutes Black card black jewels black party bag Black Friday throw it in a body bag Black Barbie that's what I call my black braud African plug that's what I call a black chord Get ya sharps get ya flats that's the black keys Gettin' slick'll get ya holes in ya black tees Black limos black town cars black hearses Black register books signed in black cursive Black tears white tissues outta black purses That's procedure when I'm sendin' back verses The wake it's the wake right here Come before the funeral ni**a They call me funeral fab ni**a a k a Young Funeral I'm killing these niggas All these niggas is dead You look around they're all dead It's tree fam ni**a nice
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