lirik lagu who want it – zhalarina
verse one
tis the season, i’m a jolly chick/
kicking it with the mean and melancholy to keep my folly legit/
i fade to black until my complexion is highly lit/
then jump on top of whatever my nephew is hiding in/
i pick up a mighty pen just to tap on my tiny chin/
then take off into outer earth like i’m floating on hydrogen/
cause i can’t stand be sitting unproductive and quiet when/
(“listen baby, the courage to create it is the courage to live”) i heard/
content is optional if production flaming the beat/
so i decided to put a bunch of food on thе heat/
i ain’t got time to tryna be somеone else whicho time/
or thinkin i’m greater than the god put his life on the line/
just wanna, cook for ya, get something on that stomach/
depending on if you are ready for what is coming/
vinyl spatula to flip it especially different/
the oven is heavy metal but ain’t nothing is limp about the bizkit/
hook
who want it?
i broke my life off in this track/
it’s finally apparent/
that i had to go and lose my life to get it back/
now i’m whipping up freedom, is you with it?/
come in the kitchen and get a whiff of the chicken/
everybody, everybody get a plate when i’m finished/
everybody, everybody get a plate when i’m finished/
verse two
me and the homies stumble up out of the gym /
lookin like chucky, tommy, phil & lil, and suzie n’em/
and they don’t even really too much care if i make it or not/
just whether the plate has bacon or not/
this a warning, i’m not performing to warrant applause/
i get free singing by myself in my draws/
cause the pressure ain’t got nothing on me/
i take my time when i walk/
like a drop*top caddy coming on the block/
though all of my paint fell off/
they want me to focus on being ill, i ain’t catching the cough/
sn*tch the hands out the clock, straight tickin’em off/
i’m sticking to picking my chitlins with a spoon and a fork/
got kool*aid in the ‘fridgerator plus it’s tea on the stove/
and if i got a hater, imma get ya plate full/
bet i kiss your cheek until you learn to make do/
lookin like/
hook
verse three
we putting bikini bottom on the map/
this the joy you can’t explain like when your edges grow back/
this is the last breath of my baby brother/
cause even the bullet got out the dirt and apologized to my mother/
we don’t flip bricks like parkour/
this is the kind of black that they don’t have a card for/
i’m tryna be the les jones kinda beautiful/
love’em until they become ashamed of what they do to you/
i’m moving through a valley of trouble like i was made for it/
even got a pair of kicks made for it/
itsay andbray ewnay ayday ymay abybay/
i be spitting pork shoulder like it’s labor day/
if my bars ain’t carbs or all the good proteins and fats/
you can’t take me out the punchline, lil daddy/
cause waiting for some juice is h*lla whack/
and i’m asking them/
hook
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- kumpulan lirik lagu pimplerz › lirik lagu bruden i baren – pimplerz
- kumpulan lirik lagu benno kusche › lirik lagu rotfuchs, schimmele und zwei schwarze rappen – benno kusche
- kumpulan lirik lagu quesocheezy e › lirik lagu mi nombre es cheezy – quesocheezy-e
- kumpulan lirik lagu origin rapper › lirik lagu stay strong – origin (rapper)
- kumpulan lirik lagu hiraidai 平井大 › lirik lagu 平井 大 / タカラモノ – hiraidai (平井大)
- kumpulan lirik lagu kim na hee › lirik lagu don’t forget to remember – kim na hee
- kumpulan lirik lagu goddam › lirik lagu atípico – goddam
- kumpulan lirik lagu racime › lirik lagu 4 grammes – racime
- kumpulan lirik lagu yxn simba › lirik lagu lock off – yxn simba
- kumpulan lirik lagu hemsaye › lirik lagu kül kuşu – hemsaye