Beautiful歌词
添加日期：2023-07-26 时长：03分07秒 歌手：Rot Ken
作词 : Parker Young/Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr./Nick Mira/Kenneth Maurice La'Troy Williams/Dondre Moore/John Carolus/Tahj Morgan/andre burt/Terrance Armond Wilson
作曲 : Parker Young/Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr./Nick Mira/Kenneth Maurice La'Troy Williams/Dondre Moore/John Carolus/Tahj Morgan/andre burt/Terrance Armond Wilson
You think them blues beautiful (Huh)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Huh)
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherf*ckin' beat?
Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherf*cker)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Go)
She think them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you?
You gettin' that money, she say that you gorgeous
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I don't recognize, who is you?
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you?
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes
I'm goin' off, I took a loss
I did it wrong, now I did it right
Mama your son, he seventeen
But he handling sh*t like a grown man
I got 'em gone, it was out of love
It ain't cost a buck, but it took your life
He talkin' 'bout that he want it up
When you say it's up then it's stuck for life
No, I ain't coppin' no plea, I'ma take it to trial
If it's smoke, then a n*gga gon' die
If you talkin' 'bout that love, then check on that hoe
'cause I just had her open her mouth
Better not kiss her, you better blow wishes
Got two different shawties and two different tears fell out of my eyes
You know I don't like to cry
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (Beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (Gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes
Knew it was up when they told me it was a green light
Had to cut them hoes off, it didn't seem right
I've been tryna stack up, get my team right
My hair pink, my shirt clean and my jeans tight
Mama always on me, I don't eat right
I've been tryna rack all this money up (Yeah)
N*ggas jokin', I can't tell what's funny though
I could make that ho rain when it's sunny out
B*tch, I could make you feel pain if you want it, yeah
How could you blame me? I wanted more
I'ma skrrt out the lot in that 'Ventador (No, no)
She don't love me, like chores, no
I don't communicate with dorks
She on the coke, oh, she snort?
Oh my God
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (Beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (Better shoes)
Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Better shoes
Original now, I'm one-of-one
Original one, I'm one-of-one
I pop out in nosiy...
I pop out the cut and I get 'em up (Get 'em)编辑于2023/07/26更新
作曲 : Parker Young/Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr./Nick Mira/Kenneth Maurice La'Troy Williams/Dondre Moore/John Carolus/Tahj Morgan/andre burt/Terrance Armond Wilson
You think them blues beautiful (Huh)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Huh)
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherf*ckin' beat?
Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherf*cker)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Go)
She think them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you?
You gettin' that money, she say that you gorgeous
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I don't recognize, who is you?
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you?
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes
I'm goin' off, I took a loss
I did it wrong, now I did it right
Mama your son, he seventeen
But he handling sh*t like a grown man
I got 'em gone, it was out of love
It ain't cost a buck, but it took your life
He talkin' 'bout that he want it up
When you say it's up then it's stuck for life
No, I ain't coppin' no plea, I'ma take it to trial
If it's smoke, then a n*gga gon' die
If you talkin' 'bout that love, then check on that hoe
'cause I just had her open her mouth
Better not kiss her, you better blow wishes
Got two different shawties and two different tears fell out of my eyes
You know I don't like to cry
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (Beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (Gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes
Knew it was up when they told me it was a green light
Had to cut them hoes off, it didn't seem right
I've been tryna stack up, get my team right
My hair pink, my shirt clean and my jeans tight
Mama always on me, I don't eat right
I've been tryna rack all this money up (Yeah)
N*ggas jokin', I can't tell what's funny though
I could make that ho rain when it's sunny out
B*tch, I could make you feel pain if you want it, yeah
How could you blame me? I wanted more
I'ma skrrt out the lot in that 'Ventador (No, no)
She don't love me, like chores, no
I don't communicate with dorks
She on the coke, oh, she snort?
Oh my God
She said that she never did it before
This b*tch gave me head under covers
You know that that stick, it ain't got no safety
That b*tch don't belong in no rubber (Brrroaw)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she say that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, hit out the window
Mama look, you raised a star
I did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (Beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (Better shoes)
Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Better shoes
Original now, I'm one-of-one
Original one, I'm one-of-one
I pop out in nosiy...
I pop out the cut and I get 'em up (Get 'em)编辑于2023/07/26更新
