Tha Carter - Earthquake Şarkı Sözleri

Tha Carter şarkıcısının popüler şarkılarından Earthquake şarkısının sözlerini sizlerle paylaşıyoruz. Tha Carter - Earthquake Şarkı Sözleri sitemize 26 Ekim 2014 Pazar tarihinde admin tarafından eklenmiştir.

(Speak to them Jazze)
I
(Yea fly guy)
Im way more fly than you
(Thats right)
Ill take your dime from you
(Thats right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to baby
(Throw it back ma throw it back throw it back throw it back ma)
Id like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you so how bout you)

Ill take your bitch give her back; take your bitch again
Thats because you throw a 5 I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get inside of me 66
She sees that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
Im her long distance pimp
When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
And I dont lie I confess Im the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
Gotta dress to impess though Gotta stay clean plus momma in a Lex 4
She with me what you expect I live to be fly to death
Its the bird man jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it pours when it rain it whores


Now why you wanna go do that
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I view that
Girl what that say what who that
Bet he was lame bet he Lil Wayne (no)
Cus Im way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers (nop)
And not a day go by us we dont get high than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone we riding where phones dont roam they dont even come on
Youre far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in a pony
I aint got no blinds we can stare at the morning (yup)
But I cant be there all morning
Girl Im a pimp Im going going going gone


Im Sorry I was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But lets get back to what we were doing
Laid back in that black on Pat Ewings
Thats 33 tires he fire
These streets aint papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on your side