Wells Fargo (Interlude)
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
[00:00.652] 作词 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
[00:01.956] Excuse me, sir (Yes)
[00:03.559] Your Grace
[00:04.114] Is that my flamethrower beside you? (Why it is)
[00:06.729] Please, sir, pass it this way
[00:07.985] Can you hand me that pistol over there?
[00:09.265] Please don't get muffins on it
[00:10.251] My Lord, my Lord (Yes)
[00:11.229] Please hand me the bazooka (Why, thank you)
[00:14.671] Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Haha)
[00:17.582] No blood on the couch, please (Brrah)
[00:19.329] Please, no blood on the couch (Yes)
[00:22.077] Sir, you got blood on the couch
[00:23.421] Can you hand me that machine gun?
[00:24.383] Sir, damn you, yeah
[00:25.860] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[00:29.052] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[00:32.339] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[00:35.515] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos
[00:39.409] Father God in heaven above
[00:40.783] I come to you as humbly as I know how
[00:42.393] Off hella the drugs and I'm out of my mind
[00:43.969] In the meantime, I'ma just smoke this loud
[00:45.576] Put this shit on my tongue and this shit'll dissolve
[00:47.228] Get a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down
[00:48.917] All my white friends got me talkin' proper now
[00:50.369] I got the BET's deal so I'm hot for now (Yeah)
[00:51.999] He without sin cast the first stone
[00:53.689] To a nigga with a gun that can run in your home
[00:55.276] One dome shot, niggas'll never look at him wrong again
[00:57.084] Oh my God, oh my God, on this lick
[00:58.825] In the car twisted, come here, lil' bitch
[01:00.358] Suck on my dick, some of the fun under your sister
[01:01.901] Come, come, give me some, tongue, tongue, get it done
[01:03.814] Young fun, yum, yum, yum, I'm twisted
[01:05.114] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[01:06.829] (Whatever I said, I don't know what I said, I don't give a ****, ah)
[01:08.027] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[01:09.159] (You gettin' this? You recording this?)
[01:11.278] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[01:12.871] (Are you getting this?)
[01:14.546] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo, yeah)
[01:18.284] Roses is falling, the money is calling, I'll pedal forever and ever to you
[01:21.824] TEC in the boxes of chocolate, I'll send 'em
[01:23.338] I'll ship 'em, I'll get 'em delivered to you
[01:25.028] Baby, whatever, just come on
[01:26.222] Just hop in the getaway car and we'll go and get food
[01:28.067] Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever
[01:29.799] Just tell 'em the teller better not make a move (Hey)
[01:31.594] Skrrt skrrt in a new thing
[01:32.650] Throw the cash 'til she get her Raekwon like the Wu-Tang
[01:34.357] I think I deserve me a Mulsanne
[01:35.976] Me, you, and two or three hoes should do the group thing
[01:37.590] Just don't **** up the sheets, the Airbnb, and **** off the lease
[01:40.275] Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind
[01:42.105] I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go
[01:44.154] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[01:46.866] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[01:50.035] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[01:53.214] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo)
[02:00.599] Nigga, it's just how you count it
[02:01.641] It just depend on how you count it
[00:00.652] 作词 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
[00:01.956] Excuse me, sir (Yes)
[00:03.559] Your Grace
[00:04.114] Is that my flamethrower beside you? (Why it is)
[00:06.729] Please, sir, pass it this way
[00:07.985] Can you hand me that pistol over there?
[00:09.265] Please don't get muffins on it
[00:10.251] My Lord, my Lord (Yes)
[00:11.229] Please hand me the bazooka (Why, thank you)
[00:14.671] Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Haha)
[00:17.582] No blood on the couch, please (Brrah)
[00:19.329] Please, no blood on the couch (Yes)
[00:22.077] Sir, you got blood on the couch
[00:23.421] Can you hand me that machine gun?
[00:24.383] Sir, damn you, yeah
[00:25.860] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[00:29.052] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[00:32.339] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[00:35.515] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos
[00:39.409] Father God in heaven above
[00:40.783] I come to you as humbly as I know how
[00:42.393] Off hella the drugs and I'm out of my mind
[00:43.969] In the meantime, I'ma just smoke this loud
[00:45.576] Put this shit on my tongue and this shit'll dissolve
[00:47.228] Get a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down
[00:48.917] All my white friends got me talkin' proper now
[00:50.369] I got the BET's deal so I'm hot for now (Yeah)
[00:51.999] He without sin cast the first stone
[00:53.689] To a nigga with a gun that can run in your home
[00:55.276] One dome shot, niggas'll never look at him wrong again
[00:57.084] Oh my God, oh my God, on this lick
[00:58.825] In the car twisted, come here, lil' bitch
[01:00.358] Suck on my dick, some of the fun under your sister
[01:01.901] Come, come, give me some, tongue, tongue, get it done
[01:03.814] Young fun, yum, yum, yum, I'm twisted
[01:05.114] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[01:06.829] (Whatever I said, I don't know what I said, I don't give a ****, ah)
[01:08.027] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[01:09.159] (You gettin' this? You recording this?)
[01:11.278] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[01:12.871] (Are you getting this?)
[01:14.546] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo, yeah)
[01:18.284] Roses is falling, the money is calling, I'll pedal forever and ever to you
[01:21.824] TEC in the boxes of chocolate, I'll send 'em
[01:23.338] I'll ship 'em, I'll get 'em delivered to you
[01:25.028] Baby, whatever, just come on
[01:26.222] Just hop in the getaway car and we'll go and get food
[01:28.067] Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever
[01:29.799] Just tell 'em the teller better not make a move (Hey)
[01:31.594] Skrrt skrrt in a new thing
[01:32.650] Throw the cash 'til she get her Raekwon like the Wu-Tang
[01:34.357] I think I deserve me a Mulsanne
[01:35.976] Me, you, and two or three hoes should do the group thing
[01:37.590] Just don't **** up the sheets, the Airbnb, and **** off the lease
[01:40.275] Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind
[01:42.105] I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go
[01:44.154] Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
[01:46.866] Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
[01:50.035] With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
[01:53.214] Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo)
[02:00.599] Nigga, it's just how you count it
[02:01.641] It just depend on how you count it
作曲 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
作词 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
Excuse me, sir (Yes)
Your Grace
Is that my flamethrower beside you? (Why it is)
Please, sir, pass it this way
Can you hand me that pistol over there?
Please don't get muffins on it
My Lord, my Lord (Yes)
Please hand me the bazooka (Why, thank you)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Haha)
No blood on the couch, please (Brrah)
Please, no blood on the couch (Yes)
Sir, you got blood on the couch
Can you hand me that machine gun?
Sir, damn you, yeah
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos
Father God in heaven above
I come to you as humbly as I know how
Off hella the drugs and I'm out of my mind
In the meantime, I'ma just smoke this loud
Put this shit on my tongue and this shit'll dissolve
Get a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down
All my white friends got me talkin' proper now
I got the BET's deal so I'm hot for now (Yeah)
He without sin cast the first stone
To a nigga with a gun that can run in your home
One dome shot, niggas'll never look at him wrong again
Oh my God, oh my God, on this lick
In the car twisted, come here, lil' bitch
Suck on my dick, some of the fun under your sister
Come, come, give me some, tongue, tongue, get it done
Young fun, yum, yum, yum, I'm twisted
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
(Whatever I said, I don't know what I said, I don't give a ****, ah)
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
(You gettin' this? You recording this?)
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
(Are you getting this?)
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo, yeah)
Roses is falling, the money is calling, I'll pedal forever and ever to you
TEC in the boxes of chocolate, I'll send 'em
I'll ship 'em, I'll get 'em delivered to you
Baby, whatever, just come on
Just hop in the getaway car and we'll go and get food
Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever
Just tell 'em the teller better not make a move (Hey)
Skrrt skrrt in a new thing
Throw the cash 'til she get her Raekwon like the Wu-Tang
I think I deserve me a Mulsanne
Me, you, and two or three hoes should do the group thing
Just don't **** up the sheets, the Airbnb, and **** off the lease
Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind
I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo)
Nigga, it's just how you count it
It just depend on how you count it
作词 : Destin Route/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Hayes/John Welch/Eric Dan/Tyler Mason
Excuse me, sir (Yes)
Your Grace
Is that my flamethrower beside you? (Why it is)
Please, sir, pass it this way
Can you hand me that pistol over there?
Please don't get muffins on it
My Lord, my Lord (Yes)
Please hand me the bazooka (Why, thank you)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Haha)
No blood on the couch, please (Brrah)
Please, no blood on the couch (Yes)
Sir, you got blood on the couch
Can you hand me that machine gun?
Sir, damn you, yeah
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos
Father God in heaven above
I come to you as humbly as I know how
Off hella the drugs and I'm out of my mind
In the meantime, I'ma just smoke this loud
Put this shit on my tongue and this shit'll dissolve
Get a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down
All my white friends got me talkin' proper now
I got the BET's deal so I'm hot for now (Yeah)
He without sin cast the first stone
To a nigga with a gun that can run in your home
One dome shot, niggas'll never look at him wrong again
Oh my God, oh my God, on this lick
In the car twisted, come here, lil' bitch
Suck on my dick, some of the fun under your sister
Come, come, give me some, tongue, tongue, get it done
Young fun, yum, yum, yum, I'm twisted
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
(Whatever I said, I don't know what I said, I don't give a ****, ah)
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
(You gettin' this? You recording this?)
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
(Are you getting this?)
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo, yeah)
Roses is falling, the money is calling, I'll pedal forever and ever to you
TEC in the boxes of chocolate, I'll send 'em
I'll ship 'em, I'll get 'em delivered to you
Baby, whatever, just come on
Just hop in the getaway car and we'll go and get food
Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever
Just tell 'em the teller better not make a move (Hey)
Skrrt skrrt in a new thing
Throw the cash 'til she get her Raekwon like the Wu-Tang
I think I deserve me a Mulsanne
Me, you, and two or three hoes should do the group thing
Just don't **** up the sheets, the Airbnb, and **** off the lease
Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind
I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show
Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (Woo)
Nigga, it's just how you count it
It just depend on how you count it
