Rich Boy - Throw Some D's (Remix) (Feat. Andre 3000, Jim Jones, Nelly, Murphy Lee & The Game) | Текст песни

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• Throw Some D's (Remix) (Feat. Andre 3000, Jim Jones, Nelly, Murphy Lee & The Game)

[Intro - female voice]
I used to think about immature things
Y'know like, do you love me? Do you want me?
Are you gon' call me like you said you would?
Is this really your real phone number?

[Lil Jon]
Wait a minute motherfuckers!

[Andre 3000]
Ain't a hood nigga but a nigga from the ho-od
See mama stayed on me so I turned out pretty go-od
But if you wanna try it sucker now then we can do it
Ha ha sleep, Tylenol PM if I pull it
Sh-sh-sheep, count 'em for the rest of ya life
Yeah yeah ya partner got away but now he vegetable-like
So so I sent his mom and dad a whole case of V8
He can die, any second, how much long it's 'gon take?!
'Gon get it over with, oh what if, you were in my loafers then
You might be the dope but I would flush it down the toilet
Like the boys in blue, when they come through with them boots
And they kickin down the do', and they don't care who they shoot
But we do care who they shoot, so we do what we must do
So we act like we run track, then we run straight to the back
But they comin from the back, so we run back to the front
They say get down on ya knees we say what the fuck you want?!
They want cheese, they want bread, they want dough, they want mo'
Than I wanna give 'em but if I keep talkin they won't know
That my cousin in the back, and we call him Roto-Rooter
Slash plumber, cash runner, and he fire on them computers
Log out!

[Chorus: Rich Boy]
... fuck niggaz wanna jack
Shit tight, no slack, just bought a Cadillac
Throw, throw some D's on that bitch! Just bought a Cadillac
Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch! Just bought a Cadillac
Rich Boy sellin crack, fuck niggaz wanna jack
Shit tight, no slack, just bought a Cadillac
Throw, throw some D's on that bitch! Just bought a Cadillac
Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch! Just bought a Cadillac

[Jim Jones]
Shout outs to Rich Boy, Mobile Alabama
Let's get it

Shout outs to Rich Boy, we all wanna be rich boy
Alabama Bricks Boy tryin to get them big toys (HUSTLIN)
Two-twelve motorin tell Harry "Throw some D's on that bitch!"
Now I'm gettin fly couple G's on the fit
I'm at the jeweler now throw some freeze on the bitch
I got a chest cold and I might sneeze on the bitch
We at the strip club we throw some G's on that bitch cause we BALLIN!!!!
We all OutKasts, hot cars, we coppin cash
Chop shop, the added stash, cop cars can kiss my ass
The car wash my whips, glowin no tints we fish bowlin
No top with the piff blowin "Throw some D's on that bitch!"
And we go hard, Zone 4, D-Boy squad
We don't need the bar coast with lawyers baby just to beat the charge
We got a fetish coppin speedy cars charge it to my Visa card
They never thought that we'd get large

[Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Lunatics sittin fat (St. Louis on the map)
Sixty nine wet black (I just got my Cutty back)
Throw some D's on that ho (I just got my Cutty back)
Throw, throw some D's on that ho (I just got my Cutty back)

[Nelly]
How could I slip? How could I fall?
When yo baby mama got my poster high up on her wall
And that ain't all she done gave me them drawers

[Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
I'm Murphy Lee please tell yo' sexy little sister (I called)
Last time she asked me for some money I was (sent to the North)
But now I'm rich and she can get it see these D's match my fitted

[Nelly]
My paint is banana splitted inside is totally ignant
Outside is totally kitted
To be specific it's wicked how them Derrty Boyz did it

[Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
That Buick Regal (I lit it) My Monte Carlo's (terrific)
That El Dorado (Got switches) Tamika and them (I done hit it)
That twenty mill (I done spent it) That house on the hill (I live it mayne)


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