Lyrics:
rock on)
We keep going
Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between
to cross my mind
Left the thought of you behind me
When I pulled out of the driveway
By the time it caught me I was half way down the highway
I'm
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
失眠冠军-Ray 麟
词Lyrics：周仁
曲Music：迪力
编曲Arranger：WayMen 歪门
混音师Mixing Engineer：云楚诚
和声Backing vocals：范戈
制作人Produced by ：蒋雪儿Snow.J
监制Executive producer: 柯自俊
niggas, my family
Love them, this for my real brothers, J Ray
It's a bless
You dig, this for Khalil this for J.Rome, this for squad
This for that long
J'ai trouvé ce que je veux (I found what I wanted)
J'ai cherché le soleil (I found the sun)
The rays shine on my face
They put me in a daze
I saw you
flemme
Je veux changer de vie man changé de Ray
Avoir une seule go man et me concentré
Mais j'ai pas l'esprits posé man
Devant les fesses jui géné man
Ray's almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoes, have em swing by the tomb
And get a little sticky stank up
a bar, this is hey, hey
Back up in the trunk with tha AK
Each line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I don't nae nae
Got
you gone love or hate it is a thin line
I gotta fade away I gotta make a way remember the good times we was like J&J
Remember the hood times we couldn't
nobody gotta know
let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone
[Verse 1]
and its gettin hard to see you cause my eyes low
they shot out a plane
and flew me out no doubt
i said goodbye to my friends then
disappeared in the clouds
they told me ray j you gotta turn yourself
redémarre oklm
Intro pour bouger la nuque pour que t'arrêtes d'croire qu'j'fais du slam
J'fais tous les styles j'fais tous les flows, prochain album j
motherfucking boy, J-R
Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (yeah)
Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed, 'cause my toilet paper
don't call me anymore
Ray J don't love ya
Ray J don't need ya
Don't want to see your name on my call ID
[Chorus]
Take You Back - Featuring J. Rob, d'Nessa The Insane Vocal Society & Daru Jones
Written by: Bobby Ray Sparks II & Donessa Perry
BOBBY SPARKS MUSIC
motherfucking boy, J-R
Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (yeah)
Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed, 'cause my toilet paper
d'album
Ils ont niveau bite à Dudule
J'écris à l'opposé de vos codes
Si les étoiles sont alignées
Je les escaladerai une à une
Pour atteindre la planète
t'doute bien que j'en enfile
En string elle rode dans la cuisine j'la vois entrain d'ce croire dans le clip en mode
Rhum Sky Vodka pomme ray de coke elle
keep it in less than 3 minutes
and baby,she a pimp,she dealin wit three niggas
but i still love her,we do it like no other
ray j:ya took me swimmin,in
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
good »
Juste avant de cogner
En backshot dans sa pucci
J'grab ses bayas c'est mon poney
Adé c'est pas sage
J'nique tout sur mon passage
Ray Charles tous
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
stayed on the raps 'til we made it on the map
By then, No I was my main guy
He and I was like Chi-town's Gang Starr
We had came far together, with a long
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