Wyniki wyszukiwania: Chris Brown - Look At Me Now ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes (Cover by Karmin)

"Everybody wanna be like me, Everybody wanna be like me, Everybody wanna be like me, bust down, big chains and dress fancy Everybody wanna be like me, spent 2K last week on a white tea Everybody wanna"

"<(Verse 1 - Obie Trice) Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks I came in the game, profane no image I came in the game, with a name I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren I proclaim the name though, never in vain no Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road They don't understand what I came for How I came fo', with a million sold Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold Gettin money like Ross Perot I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go Oh that's the road you on, oh no I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco Show me that your loco put holes in my photo NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo Just cause our thug roll solo And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro Be-low, your grieved up people Be-lieve that the boy see no evil (Chorus - Busta Rhymes) OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho (Verse 2 - Obie Trice) I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it Bright but violent, invite the violence Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant 'Til these niggaz nights is silent O. Trice from a trife environment He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin I'm in the position to hire other clients then Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins No coke (Chorus) (Verse 3 - Obie Trice) A derelict who inherited hustle My heritage married the street struggle Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah) So this blood streams through my nuts Seems like I wasn't in touch When the teacher's ass spoke Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath Sit on the bleachers and flip coke The only reach you got through my dome Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo) Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga) This is your warnin, run up on the wrong And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm (Blaap) O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em C'mon (Chorus)"

"Look At Me (Hook) Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me) I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me) Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me) Y'all dues money to yung Bright thing on my hand"

"I don't know your name But you've heard my name I know why you came Tryna get that, name But you've heard my name Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick I said fuck whoever you came with,"

"When you said it was over You shot right throhgh my heart When you let these hoes tear what we had right apart Oooh, I'm so mad I could 've see this coming right from the start You should beware, beware,"

"Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her Yeah, my life is a bitch, but you know nothing about her Been in hell and back, I can show you vouchers I'm rolling"

"I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya? Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami"

"I just got back from the hmm I told her be back soon I don’t really wanna go (Migos!) I told her hold it down She fucking with the plug, told her "come over now" Where are all my bitches tonight? Bring"

"I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup,"

"Baby, yeah Mustard on the beat ho Baby let me put your panties to the side I'mma make you feel alright 'Cause I'mma give you what you need, yeah Mami you remind me of something But I don't know what"