Lil Wayne, BRISCO, BUSTA RHYMES ラ・ラ・ラ、ラグジュアリー・ソング (LA LA) 歌詞

歌：Lil Wayne, BRISCO, BUSTA RHYMES

作詞：D.Carter, L"DB"Banner, B.Mitchell, T.Smith

作曲：D.Carter, L"DB"Banner, B.Mitchell, T.Smith

発売：2023-03-21 13:48:46

Wayne -
Uh, sittin in the Caddy, right like Baddy,
Floatin up the aisle like the bride and her daddy.
Hip Hop addict, hip hop addict, man I'd swear
I'm on top like the attic, yeah
Bitch I be with my dog like shaggy and we get Dirty like Harry.
Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals and canary's,
Fuck me I'm all bout we like Paris,
Hilton Presidential suite all ready,
I'm richer than Nicole and I'm a lion like her daddy,
I am hotter than the Sun day after Saturday.
I'm swear I'm a savage like Lil Webbie and Randy,
Oscar Del Hoya box you like casket
Or Diego Corrales,
Nicca keep jabbin,
See my style it varies like drugs in a alley.
My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halle,
Wittier than comedy, nicca write a parody,
But I aint tell jokes, apparently.
A parent yeah my daughter
Be the twinkle of my eye, you hurt her you kill me
And nicca I aint bout to die.
See yall at ground and my daughter is my sky,
I swear I look in her face and I just break out and fly.
4 tears on face and you never heard me cry,
I'm richer than all yall, I got a bank full of pride. Owww,

Chorus -
Started out hustlin, ending up ballin,
Nicca I'm the shit, get the fuck out my toilet,
Started with my girlfriend ending with her homies,
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin,
Started out hustlin, ended up balling,
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin,
Nicca I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet.

Brisco -
My paint bubblicious, the motor so vicous, the rims the same color
Of the rapper of her kisses. Hershey I'm hyper,
Jumping like Piston, and when I'm in Detroit I'm ballin like a Piston
And oh did I mention I'm fly like a pigeon.
Higher than gas prices, Las Vegas trickin,
I'm 9 under par in a Bently golf cart.
The polo be cream and Prada's caviar.
Weezy I'm sick from all this touring,
You told to sip this and call me in the morning,
Call me in the morning,
Yeah and I'm vowed to never trust another woman,
Another woman in my life,
Then I got horny.

Busta -
Hghh, ha, see I aint going nowhere bitch you know a nicca been home honey,
Money fucking retard, call it down syndrome money my cake
Sick ship and diagnose sicka-cell bread my revenue stream
Gotta disease like a jail bed, like a mattress from singsing,
Wway down to Comstock, deez bitches call bling king,
I shit when the bomb drop and sprinkle diamonds all over niccas floors
And D-class and twinkle like a shine like a sparkle from clean glass.
They moving on as I walk thru the valley
Ready and zoomin with them cameras like I'm dickin down Halle Berry.
My money helped do things that you niccas can't believe,
Like purchase, purses, places or them things that you can't conceive
Like interacting with women the caliber of Janet,
I sit and master my vision and massacre the planet,
Wow, I hope you niccas know just what it is.
While I'm countin my paper my paper niccas know I'm handling my biz. OK.

Chorus -
Started out hustlin, ending up ballin,
Nicca I'm the shit, get the fuck out my toilet,
Started with my girlfriend ending with her homies,
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin,
Started out hustlin, ended up balling,
Started out hustling, ended up ballin,
Nicca I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet.