收聽Yella Beezy的It Ain't My Fault (Explicit) (Remix|Explicit)歌詞歌曲

It Ain't My Fault (Explicit) (Remix|Explicit)

Yella Beezy, 2 Chainz, T.I., Rich The Kid2018年11月16日

It Ain't My Fault (Explicit) (Remix|Explicit) 歌詞

 

 

 

That's On Me (Remix|Explicit) - Yella Beezy/2 Chainz/T.I./Rich The Kid/Jeezy/Boosie Badazz/Trapboy Freddy

Composed by:Clifford Harris/Devarius Moore/Dimitri Roger/Jay Jenkins/Lemarcus Wright/Markies Conway/Tauheed Epps/Torrence Hatch

Yella Beezy:

That's on me baby

 

Shun On Da Beat

Yella Beezy/2 Chainz:

Yeah you can snooze if you wanna but not on me baby

And nah I ain't takin' no losses yeah I got heat baby

No I don't know nothin' 'bout dozin' no I don't sleep baby

You n***as ain't ga*sin' me n***a yeah I'm on E baby

2 Chainz

I hire the strippers Pitino

Mixin' vlone with valentino

I wore a pinky ring just for the vino

I keep it G like it's ten C-notes

I take the beat just like I'm Deebo

 

I shoot my shot like a free throw

Opportunity was knockin' at your door

But n***a was blockin' the keyhole

One and a half on a wedding

I bet she never forget it

Never

I bet you n***as is deadly

Deadly

Turn your dreadlocks to spaghetti

Fire

I got my n***as on call

Hello

You got some n***as on stall

 

Pay no attention to y'all

 

Got too much cushion to fall

Richard Mille yeah

 

That's on me baby

 

That b***h cost one fifty

How many you got

And I bought three baby

D**n

You know what's goin' on

Stop textin' me baby

 

I'm the big dog

You need to flee baby

T.I.:

Yella Beezy my dog see all this s**t I got on

With a splash of expensive cologne

Got her all in the zone

Slurpin' 'til six in the morn'

Switch up a hit and the homie she want it

Be gone for a while and be on in a moment

Don't run from me walk right up on the opponent

From rappin' to trappin' I'm truly the king

They still tryna see how I do everything

From movies to business to politics real estate

Used to take risks with this s**t on the interstate

Now I make moves to make sure my kids is straight

Hold up let me get this straight

A giraffe shouldn't be worried 'bout the ways of a turtle

One eat from the trees and one eat from the dirt

You tough on your song but you timid in person

That s**t counterfeit shouldn't get paid for your verses

Dick be so good make her go in her purse

That's how I found out people be wearing them purse

Now all I demand is all the dessert

Came in this b***h and I had it my way

Gon' die for respect let's get that out the way

Lookin' for smoke you can have it your way

With patience to spare I don't happen to play

And besides that n***a dime trap on the way on me

Yella Beezy:

Got all designer on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

These n***as be lyin' on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

Rich the Kid:

Racks on me I keep them blue strips

Blue strips

She lickin' on me like cool whip

What

Left a ho I got a new b***h

New b***h

New Bentley on my truck s**t

Ooh

Might get the Lam' truck too ooh

Got a new chopper finna shoot

Grah

Got a b***h jumpin' through the hoops

Hoop

Got a money rack it's to the roof

I got your girl she on me

She on me

She bad I can't leave her lonely

Nah

Why the Rollie lookin' phony

What

Why these n***as tryna clone me

Clone me

 

Drip

Drip I keep that thing on my hip

Hip

She bad might leave a tip

Tip

Hundreds on me make a flip

Flip

Ooh she slippin' like spring water

Spring water

You a trick put a bag on her

Bag on her

I can't trip I got cash on me

I was broke had no racks on me

Rack rack rack rack rack

Ooh pull off like the men in black

Men in Black

Maybach in the back of the 'Bach

Back

I was broke had to keep me a sack

She was callin' so I might call her back

Jeezy:

My dog fronted me a nine I ain't never looked back

Never looked back

Seats in the Mulsanne look like cooked crack

 

Off white

D&G layin' on the G sh*es quarter key

D**n

I'm all about the alphabet watch cost a couple B's

Woo

Got it from Houston took Atlanta straight cross state lines

State lines

My dog just hit me from the feds talked to him on FaceTime

Hello

Yeah pussies hatin' on the G G

F**k 'em

Streets waitin' on the G G

Bad b***h in my room 'bout to pop that pussy like Dom P

Ayy

Go hard no sleep

Sleep

Valentinos on my feet

Uh

Real hustler one point five on the counter next week

D**n

That's the way I was raised keep it G baby

G baby

G for that Givenchy that's on me baby

Yella Beezy:

All these diamonds on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

Keep that iron up on me yeah that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

Boosie Badazz:

These n***as don't play on my corner they got heat baby

They go Oak Cliff with that chopper dirty D baby

We on that molly water we don't sleep baby

No sleepin'

I hit your daughter I'm the father that's on me baby

I'm your dad

All these diamonds on me Gucci designer on me

Turn up

Your baby mama on me

Turn up

That fire up on me try me baby

In that foreign two deep

Yeah

They snoozed on me I'm free

I'm free

That b***h sexy if she end up pregnant you know me

I skeet skeet baby

I got a whole lot of money but I got needs baby

Needs baby

So if I tell you I ain't got it don't be tryna count my pocket

I got a whole lot of fans they love me baby

They love me

The baddest b***h up in the club for me

Facts

And that's on me baby

And that's on me

Trapboy Freddy:

Steady tryna stack these commas

Yella Beezy nah didn't see this comin'

This that blue know you see these hundreds

Ball all winter we gon' stack in the summer

All she ever wanted was a trapboy

I used to want to be Diddy like bad boy

Instead I had Glad bags on the dashboard

Hood n***a still tryna get a pa*sport

Young n***a drippin' in water

 

You better watch where you walkin'

I know you heard them stories

 

I been the man since carter

Know you can snooze if you want

And I'll be in your dreams baby

That glock on me baby

I was sellin' rocks at 13 baby

My n***as on lock gotta send 'em some cheddar

I send 'em some pictures I send 'em some letters

I'm stackin' this cheddar I'm back and I'm better

I'm slicker than leather

Red bottom steppin' I'm fly as a feather

Can get you whatever any time when nobody

They diggin' this s**t gotta buy a new shovel

I'm higher than the sky tryna find the weather

Snooze if you want you gon' die if you test us

Yella Beezy:

Got all designer on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

These n***as be lyin' on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah yeah that's on me baby yeah

All these diamonds on me that's on me baby yeah

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah

Keep that iron up on me yeah that's on me baby yeah

 

That's on me baby yeah that's on me baby yeah