LRC歌词
[ilingku:054]
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:Out The Mud (Prod. By London On The Track)]
[ar:Money Man/Young Thug/Styles P]
[al:Money Man - Black Circle 2 (Explicit)]
[by:]
[00:00.000]Out The Mud (Prod. By London On The Track) - Money Man/Young Thug/Styles P
[00:01.790]Lyrics by:Money Man
[00:03.590]Composed by:DJ Dirty Dollarz
[00:05.392]Yeah
[00:08.993]Yeah yeah yeah
[00:13.665]Blatt blatt blatt jeeee
[00:15.705]I make the pop flip
[00:17.130]I'm stacking my chips
[00:18.128]Like I'm in Vegas
[00:19.335]She gotta have hips
[00:20.671]Ain't f**king no RIP
[00:21.561]My car is the latest
[00:22.889]My pockets on blimp
[00:24.217]I'm pissing out zips
[00:25.626]My kids are lazy
[00:27.535]We go London on cars
[00:30.812]Keys all on my cars
[00:32.364]I shine like a star
[00:34.242]I'm higher than Mars
[00:38.093]My jewelry is winning no poo
[00:40.919]And this street s**t is in me Ryu
[00:45.523]I got tats on my fore arms
[00:47.996]Oh s*it s*it
[00:49.209]I smoke more trees than a Palm
[00:52.633]Hey and I'm blowing no bomb
[00:55.886]That FN I got is 'bout loud as a car alarm
[00:59.363]Money man
[01:00.698]I told her jump inside the bed
[01:02.394]I told her open up ya legs
[01:04.250]I told her come and use ya head
[01:06.068]These n***as beefing over bread
[01:08.008]These n***as talking to the Feds
[01:09.768]I just go burn a pound of Meds
[01:11.623]I buy a brick and shake a leg
[01:13.479]I had to go and get it out the mud
[01:15.393]I had to turn myself in to a plug
[01:17.217]Ain't nobody want to show me love
[01:18.897]I had to crawl out from the slums
[01:20.973]I cut half these n***as off
[01:22.581]'Cause half these n***as too soft
[01:24.518]I had to bounce back when I lost
[01:26.449]Ran it up now a n***a on me
[01:29.293]Yeah
[01:29.901]I went to Arizona for a minute
[01:31.981]Buy the boy just a cheaper ticket
[01:33.765]Baby girl let a plug hit it
[01:35.565]I'm a beast when them *** in me
[01:37.441]I'm with the growers out at Cali
[01:39.320]They just be tossing bags at me
[01:41.076]These n***as use to laugh at me
[01:43.044]Now these b***hes throwing a*s at me
[01:44.838]Ain't have a shoulder to lean on
[01:46.618]Ain't have an OG to put me on
[01:48.561]Ran up a hundred thousand on my own
[01:50.443]Ran up a hundred thousand from the strong
[01:52.404]I'm kicking b***hes out the coupe
[01:54.004]I'm giving speeches to the troops
[01:55.693]Grab the F n N and let it loose
[01:57.709]I just can't snitch on my connect
[01:59.485]I just can't go for disrespect
[02:01.421]Pour a 40 ease all the stress
[02:03.373]Don't make me break a little n***a neck
[02:05.206]Streets turning a n***a to a monster
[02:07.110]Swear to god a n***a eating Lobster
[02:08.866]I keep a cart by all the robbers
[02:10.738]That's a hundred rounds for all my problems
[02:13.201]Yeah
[02:14.570]I told her jump inside the bed
[02:16.218]I told her open up ya legs
[02:18.033]I told her come and use ya head
[02:19.873]These n***as beefing over bread
[02:21.761]These n***as talking to the Feds
[02:23.633]I just go burn a pound of Meds
[02:25.473]I buy a brick and shake a leg
[02:27.313]I had to go and get it out the mud
[02:29.233]I had to turn myself in to a plug
[02:31.033]Ain't nobody want to show me love
[02:32.738]I had to crawl out from the slums
[02:34.706]I cut half these n***as off
[02:36.430]'Cause half these n***as too soft
[02:38.286]I had to bounce back when I lost
[02:40.272]Ran it up now a n***a on me
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:Out The Mud (Prod. By London On The Track)]
[ar:Money Man/Young Thug/Styles P]
[al:Money Man - Black Circle 2 (Explicit)]
[by:]
[00:00.000]Out The Mud (Prod. By London On The Track) - Money Man/Young Thug/Styles P
[00:01.790]Lyrics by:Money Man
[00:03.590]Composed by:DJ Dirty Dollarz
[00:05.392]Yeah
[00:08.993]Yeah yeah yeah
[00:13.665]Blatt blatt blatt jeeee
[00:15.705]I make the pop flip
[00:17.130]I'm stacking my chips
[00:18.128]Like I'm in Vegas
[00:19.335]She gotta have hips
[00:20.671]Ain't f**king no RIP
[00:21.561]My car is the latest
[00:22.889]My pockets on blimp
[00:24.217]I'm pissing out zips
[00:25.626]My kids are lazy
[00:27.535]We go London on cars
[00:30.812]Keys all on my cars
[00:32.364]I shine like a star
[00:34.242]I'm higher than Mars
[00:38.093]My jewelry is winning no poo
[00:40.919]And this street s**t is in me Ryu
[00:45.523]I got tats on my fore arms
[00:47.996]Oh s*it s*it
[00:49.209]I smoke more trees than a Palm
[00:52.633]Hey and I'm blowing no bomb
[00:55.886]That FN I got is 'bout loud as a car alarm
[00:59.363]Money man
[01:00.698]I told her jump inside the bed
[01:02.394]I told her open up ya legs
[01:04.250]I told her come and use ya head
[01:06.068]These n***as beefing over bread
[01:08.008]These n***as talking to the Feds
[01:09.768]I just go burn a pound of Meds
[01:11.623]I buy a brick and shake a leg
[01:13.479]I had to go and get it out the mud
[01:15.393]I had to turn myself in to a plug
[01:17.217]Ain't nobody want to show me love
[01:18.897]I had to crawl out from the slums
[01:20.973]I cut half these n***as off
[01:22.581]'Cause half these n***as too soft
[01:24.518]I had to bounce back when I lost
[01:26.449]Ran it up now a n***a on me
[01:29.293]Yeah
[01:29.901]I went to Arizona for a minute
[01:31.981]Buy the boy just a cheaper ticket
[01:33.765]Baby girl let a plug hit it
[01:35.565]I'm a beast when them *** in me
[01:37.441]I'm with the growers out at Cali
[01:39.320]They just be tossing bags at me
[01:41.076]These n***as use to laugh at me
[01:43.044]Now these b***hes throwing a*s at me
[01:44.838]Ain't have a shoulder to lean on
[01:46.618]Ain't have an OG to put me on
[01:48.561]Ran up a hundred thousand on my own
[01:50.443]Ran up a hundred thousand from the strong
[01:52.404]I'm kicking b***hes out the coupe
[01:54.004]I'm giving speeches to the troops
[01:55.693]Grab the F n N and let it loose
[01:57.709]I just can't snitch on my connect
[01:59.485]I just can't go for disrespect
[02:01.421]Pour a 40 ease all the stress
[02:03.373]Don't make me break a little n***a neck
[02:05.206]Streets turning a n***a to a monster
[02:07.110]Swear to god a n***a eating Lobster
[02:08.866]I keep a cart by all the robbers
[02:10.738]That's a hundred rounds for all my problems
[02:13.201]Yeah
[02:14.570]I told her jump inside the bed
[02:16.218]I told her open up ya legs
[02:18.033]I told her come and use ya head
[02:19.873]These n***as beefing over bread
[02:21.761]These n***as talking to the Feds
[02:23.633]I just go burn a pound of Meds
[02:25.473]I buy a brick and shake a leg
[02:27.313]I had to go and get it out the mud
[02:29.233]I had to turn myself in to a plug
[02:31.033]Ain't nobody want to show me love
[02:32.738]I had to crawl out from the slums
[02:34.706]I cut half these n***as off
[02:36.430]'Cause half these n***as too soft
[02:38.286]I had to bounce back when I lost
[02:40.272]Ran it up now a n***a on me
文本歌词
Out The Mud (Prod. By London On The Track) - Money Man/Young Thug/Styles P
Lyrics by:Money Man
Composed by:DJ Dirty Dollarz
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Blatt blatt blatt jeeee
I make the pop flip
I'm stacking my chips
Like I'm in Vegas
She gotta have hips
Ain't f**king no RIP
My car is the latest
My pockets on blimp
I'm pissing out zips
My kids are lazy
We go London on cars
Keys all on my cars
I shine like a star
I'm higher than Mars
My jewelry is winning no poo
And this street s**t is in me Ryu
I got tats on my fore arms
Oh s*it s*it
I smoke more trees than a Palm
Hey and I'm blowing no bomb
That FN I got is 'bout loud as a car alarm
Money man
I told her jump inside the bed
I told her open up ya legs
I told her come and use ya head
These n***as beefing over bread
These n***as talking to the Feds
I just go burn a pound of Meds
I buy a brick and shake a leg
I had to go and get it out the mud
I had to turn myself in to a plug
Ain't nobody want to show me love
I had to crawl out from the slums
I cut half these n***as off
'Cause half these n***as too soft
I had to bounce back when I lost
Ran it up now a n***a on me
Yeah
I went to Arizona for a minute
Buy the boy just a cheaper ticket
Baby girl let a plug hit it
I'm a beast when them *** in me
I'm with the growers out at Cali
They just be tossing bags at me
These n***as use to laugh at me
Now these b***hes throwing a*s at me
Ain't have a shoulder to lean on
Ain't have an OG to put me on
Ran up a hundred thousand on my own
Ran up a hundred thousand from the strong
I'm kicking b***hes out the coupe
I'm giving speeches to the troops
Grab the F n N and let it loose
I just can't snitch on my connect
I just can't go for disrespect
Pour a 40 ease all the stress
Don't make me break a little n***a neck
Streets turning a n***a to a monster
Swear to god a n***a eating Lobster
I keep a cart by all the robbers
That's a hundred rounds for all my problems
Yeah
I told her jump inside the bed
I told her open up ya legs
I told her come and use ya head
These n***as beefing over bread
These n***as talking to the Feds
I just go burn a pound of Meds
I buy a brick and shake a leg
I had to go and get it out the mud
I had to turn myself in to a plug
Ain't nobody want to show me love
I had to crawl out from the slums
I cut half these n***as off
'Cause half these n***as too soft
I had to bounce back when I lost
Ran it up now a n***a on me