- Hikaru Utada Blow My Whistle 歌詞
- Hikaru Utada
- Mmm, Oooh, Oh
Yeah, Uh, Yeah
Yall know yall see us in the Benz or that Rover
Fresh pair of And 1s, Louis pullover
Whole city locked, just like I always told you (uh-huh)
If it aint Boogie, believe me, she a rookie
You know how Fox drop it, dig up in they pockets
******* get lost, treat that ***** like a jump-off
They act shady, this ***** must be crazy
My girls sell units like Michael in the 80s (ugh)
What am I supposed to do , I dont wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight Im gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath turn blue, til its time to be your referee
Later on tonight Ill let you, blow my whistle too
Cast your vote on me, Save that seat for me
Just place your bets on me, Stop gettin high off of jealousy,
whether you are ready or not, Im comin with all that I got (I got)
Then while you decide, we are undefined
My instincts says I ought to keep you free (I wanna keep you free)
And my mother says men dislike stability (Oh, is it true?)
My instincts says I ought to keep you free
But I dont dislike exclusively (oh)
What am I supposed to do, I dont wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight Im gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath turn blue, til its time to be your referee
Later on tonight Ill let you, blow my whistle too
Scared to show or tell, Keep what you just felt
A secret to yourself, Im gettin tired of mysteries
Even though I say they do not
The games you play hurt me a lot
When theres none to play, will you go or stay?
My instincts says I ought to disagree
When my mother says men will leave eventually (is it true?)
Nothing lasts forever, I agree
But I wouldnt mind the possibility (Oh)
What am I supposed to do, I dont wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight Im gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath turn blue til its time to be your referee
Later on tonight Ill let you, blow my whistle too
Live from BK, dippin on the freeway (uh-huh)
Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (Oww!)
Bunch of loose goons, Keep the muzzle on em
We all 7-tre, who the fluck wan what? (Iyye!)
I numbs em like ** ***** raw
Starvin like you part of the V-8 this fall
Homes, in many places, but Im Brooklyns own
Bet I, keeps it poppin, keeps they shoulders lockin
La-Di-Da-Di in the party, *****,
Up ya yen, ***** you lockin for a pen? I just came to bone
Reputation ill, stay on chrome
Im like E.T. beotch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, Boogie, watch ya paper
Keep it low, bubbles flow, *****z, catch the vapors
Fox, Hikaru, in the Cadillac blue
2 Live, Shawn aint got no mas, beotch!
What am I supposed to do, I dont wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight Im gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath turn blue til its time to be your referee
Later on tonight Ill let you, blow my whistle too
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