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Luxury Tax

アーティスト:Lil Wayne 

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E-class I think we got a problem Yeah Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew Big business minus the business suit Even I look in the mirror like is it you And I say I must be the hottest if it isn't you Stay fresh from my top to my tennis shoes New coupe, no top, big tennis shoes Never slipped, not even on the side of a swimming pool We don't get ridiculed, We get rid of fools They said I couldn't play football I was too small They say I couldn't play basketball I wasn't tall They say I couldn't play baseball at all And now everyday of my life I ball! And they say ya' ain't raining until someone assassinate, And I feel like M-L-K Yeah, I have a dream to be your worst nightmare, And now meet the boss of the cartel (Ross!) I'm a seven-nine Satan, sitting on Lorenz's And I seem really patient, picture the equation People taking pictures and they really getting fragrant Flags down my spaceship, sergeant sniffin' for a fragrance Yeyo, Yeyo, he wanna sniff the yeyo, flying saucer on the house In the casa just to lay-low Make more (money man) that the model for the mob Need a blow-job my model, get a model for the job Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster, Nigga what finger fuck you whole squad. Forty around extendo, flipping for my kin folk Luxury tax on them packs if you didn't know Bought a new crib, niggas feeling like I hid Three point two but I just did it for the kids More guns than a pawn shop, Got my whole arm rocked. Keep the seven sexty double parked in the wrong spot Still hustling Boss! [Chorus] Yeah You gotta pay for this, I remember when I used to pray for this This, this is classic, Some shit you might not see again And we taxin', you don't want it nigga leave it then, And we taxin', you don't want it nigga leave it then And we ain't trying to see the pen,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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