- St. Lunatics Love You So 歌詞
- Cardan St. Lunatics
- (feat. Cardan) [Cardan - talking through chorus]
You know I loved you right
I never, I never knew girl, you see
You know the pain right, you can feel my pain right?
Uh, to the gateway, now check it out, yo [Chorus]
Ooh, I loved you so
But why I loved you,
Ill never know
Ooh, the pain you put me through
You know youve killed, now
I lust for you [Cardan]
Now since
Ive came in the game, money and fame,
I love it
But whoever thought
Id wake up one mornin with no budget
Its Cardi the golden kid with that older ****
I live, learn, learn to live, the older
I get And
I remember
Thursdays, hungry
Thursdays
Bout sixteen, seventee, um,
Murphy age
But this rap game
I love it, its like
Im married to it
I proposed on
Clue?, she said
Id be happy to do it
Gave her a kiss, mmmwwhha, she gave me fifty
Gs Silly
Cardi I spent it , now
Cardi on his knees
Now Im livin reality, a
Biggie Smalls theme
Askin for one more chance to show her what
I really mean
She said, you done seen a lotta things baby bro
Even best friends turned and take out videos
I got with the tics,
EI, still no deal
Til Sugar said 'chill baby, everything is Fo Reel'
Cmon [Chorus] [Ali - talking through chorus]
Yeah, loved yall punk ass *****, showed yall love
Never know that ****
How the **** you gon drop a group, and the got the numberone **** on the radio?
Dumb ass *****, look at us now,
Fo Reel *****,
Fo Reel [Kyjuan]
Nineteen-ninety -six! (hurry up, sign right here), lets sign these papers
So we can get these papers and give these hoes the vapors
Double-dumb entertainment dropped 'Gimme What You Got'
Off top , tics hot, even sent you a shot (Double-dumb nine sevennnnnnnn!)
Didnt want
Nelly on it, said his verse didnt fit
Some ol seperatin ****, ten percent ass ** ***
Whole town love us, no one is above us
Treated you, no talent, knowin ****** like brothas
No street team, no promotion
Just woof tickets, raw ****in, no lotion
One year later you decide to drop an
EP At the same time drop us, that confuse me
So like a bastard child, we on our own
Put out and left alone, yall wont answer the phone
It took a little time, but we got it ourself
Five million records later, now yall askin for wealth (One, two, three, four, five), ***** please [Chorus] [Murphy Lee - talking during chorus]
You know what
Im sayin, life is crazy, you know what
Im sayin
You got choices in life
But bro when you make em, you gotta make em and make em right
And if you aint makin em right its just crazy
You aint got nobody else to blame, nobody but yourself
You know what
Im sayin, mad truth to that [Murphy Lee]
Let me pretend that
Im a lawyer and explain the situation
Facin three-to-one five across state, humiliation
St. Louis set it off, phone calls was long distance (Ay yo, its four birdies in Houston), cmon, send some one to get em
Who would do it for a grand?
Eighteen, only thing on our mind was that killer money
From Missouri to the
T-E-X, A-S
Two cats strapped it tight, right up under her chest
One-way trip on
Southwest but she didnt make it that far
Metal detectors went bizarre, one-way trip to the car
Your honor, she got a baby thatll drive my granny crazy
A long distance lawyer that keep on tellin us 'maybe'
And we all raise her baby, takin curr (care) of her daily
This law **** is crazy, never cease to amaze me
Its different from the eighties, ninety -five to lately
They givin out time like dogs givin out rabies (Free City) [Chorus]
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