Til Da Sun Come Up-Glasses Malone/T-Pain/Rick Ross/Birdman
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TXT Til Da Sun Come Up-Glasses Malone/T-Pain/Rick Ross/Birdman 文本歌词
Til Da Sun Come Up - Glasses Malone
(This song right here)
(It's dat medicine)
Bird, park dat body ni**a
Let's take 2 or 3 of dem shits to da head ni**a.
What!
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
Life in the fast lane, been scared of airplanes
Comfortable on jets, ho's better learn my last name
Yey in the carry-on, that I'm 'bout to carry on
After all the deals, I still deal and carry on
Versus the past, we all shed tears
That's why I pop pills, the end so near
The crackas don't work, niggas just snitch
Lose trial, that's a *****, ni**a go sit
Three hots in the car, where the surf 'n' turf
Three blocks in the car, I'm gettin' what it's worth
From the boss to the bottom, top off the Phantom
Buyin' up the bar so the ladies gettin' at him
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
(We hustle on)
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
You see my eyelids fallin', but sleep prolong
Daddy can't sleep 'til this work all gone
Drub broke down, 10028 zone
I'm seeing new trucks over 28's chrome
Brand new Benz is 600 pounds
Candy on the *****, candy on the coat
Dreams so sweet now, it's my reality
Ni**a don't bite 'cause you might get a cavity
Now hold me down, clown, call that gravity
Stash so dumb, mine's ridin' shot gun
Doin' 90 down Crenshaw, gotta be careful
Or end up murdered like Cain causin' hell
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
(We hustle on)
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
Youngin, this for the Bird Lady
SuWu, yeah ni**a
Pontchartrain Beach, ocean, seas
Fleet, red CMB, UPT where I be comfortably
Louis with the suede on
Rockin' that jewels 'cause we paid homie
Laid on it, played on it
See a mill like nothing, how we weigh it homie
My honey, she know I'm good with the K
Doin' it how my niggas did it back in the day
Now my lil' ni**a all good with the spray
Gettin' money everyday
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run up
(We hustle on)
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the fans run down
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