The Pulitzer歌词

作词 : William Leonard Roberts II/Timothy Mosley
作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II/Timothy Mosley
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I can't believe that them niggas returned
We the one that the bitches prefer
In the club we party until we get sweaty
In her eyes, I can see that lil’ mama been ready
Hold my dick, doin' biz' with Liz Claiborne
Politics, I been rich, so I can pay for it
Got the J in the bank, scorin’ title in the paint
Regrouped all my block, double cup my purple drank
They watchin' me close, even readin' my lips
Bussin' the .45, then I'm pleadin' the fifth
And I'm leavin' as if, that’s a meeting I missed
Such a wonderful time, even blew ’em a kiss

[Chorus]
Timbaland rich, 250 a beat
You should see his new crib, even came with a street
Just be touchin' the white, duckin’ that bubble spark
Seekin' out the double R, only if it's one of us
Run along, boy, if you don't want a war
I got the price, mother****er, it’s The Pulitzer
Woop, woop
It's Ferro Dinero

[Verse 2]
They say that the floor is [?]
Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
Young niggas only got rich with the wrong things
I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
My nigga did a dub, now he at the feds
Shit, it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
Them Percocets, they heavy on the ledge
Twenty million cash, yes, that's called success
Thousand acres, my own Metropolis
And he still hustle with dominance
Niggas fake and I can tell by the pics
Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
Gettin' money, you're still boobie gang
No colors, no flags, just let the toolie bang

作词 : William Leonard Roberts II/Timothy Mosley
作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II/Timothy Mosley
[Intro]
Ah, ah
Huh
Check

[Verse 1]
I can't believe that them niggas returned
We the one that the bitches prefer
In the club we party until we get sweaty
In her eyes, I can see that lil’ mama been ready
Hold my dick, doin' biz' with Liz Claiborne
Politics, I been rich, so I can pay for it
Got the J in the bank, scorin’ title in the paint
Regrouped all my block, double cup my purple drank
They watchin' me close, even readin' my lips
Bussin' the .45, then I'm pleadin' the fifth
And I'm leavin' as if, that’s a meeting I missed
Such a wonderful time, even blew ’em a kiss

[Chorus]
Timbaland rich, 250 a beat
You should see his new crib, even came with a street
Just be touchin' the white, duckin’ that bubble spark
Seekin' out the double R, only if it's one of us
Run along, boy, if you don't want a war
I got the price, mother****er, it’s The Pulitzer
Woop, woop
It's Ferro Dinero

[Verse 2]
They say that the floor is [?]
Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
Young niggas only got rich with the wrong things
I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
My nigga did a dub, now he at the feds
Shit, it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
Them Percocets, they heavy on the ledge
Twenty million cash, yes, that's called success
Thousand acres, my own Metropolis
And he still hustle with dominance
Niggas fake and I can tell by the pics
Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
Gettin' money, you're still boobie gang
No colors, no flags, just let the toolie bang