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기부하다

5$

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기부하다

10$

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20$

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Lupe Fiasco

Kill

 

Kill

(앨범: DROGAS Light - 2017)


[Lupe Fiasco:]
Ty Dolla loops

[Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco:]
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
Running 'round and 'round we go
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
Running 'round and 'round she go
We got dollar bills to kill
We coming to the stage next, you know who this is
We got dollar bills to kill
Get your money out niggas
Money to burn in the atmosphere
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up
Turn it up, you burn it up
I turn it up, you burn 'em up
Murderer, murderer
I want you to stay
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
5, 10, 20s, I'ma throw it
Work your way up to them big face hunnits
These other hoes been working all week
You getting more than that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah
We both work hard for this money
I see you going hard for me
It ain't no thing, you can take it off
If I keep on drinking, I'ma lose it all

[Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco:]
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
Running 'round and 'round we go
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
Running 'round and 'round she go
We got dollar bills to kill
We coming to the stage next, you know who this is
We got dollar bills to kill
Get your money out niggas
Money to burn in the atmosphere
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up
Turn it up, you burn it up
I turn it up, you burn 'em up
Murderer, murderer
I want you to stay
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay

[Lupe Fiasco:]
My nigga, if these poles could talk
If the stage grew another pole, got up and walked
Gotta kill these dollars, it can't be an assault
Need your real love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts
Oh, no
I knew a ten down in Houston
So I wonder if you can do it slow-mo
Then speed it up, heat it up, drop it down, beat it up
Take it off, make it talk, shake it all, make it fall
ATM, ATM, mama love to take it all

[Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco:]
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
Running 'round and 'round we go
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
We're like satellites for strippers
Running 'round and 'round she go
We got dollar bills to kill
We coming to the stage next, you know who this is
We got dollar bills to kill
Get your money out niggas
Money to burn in the atmosphere
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up
Turn it up, you burn it up
I turn it up, you burn 'em up
Murderer, murderer
I want you to stay
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay

[Victoria Monet:]
Just another Saturday night
Showtime, I deserve these lights
'Cause I work hard for what I get
Just so I can give my ten percent
You better pay up, pay up or get out
I'm not into how you get down
Hope you love me in the moment
But I know where I'm going
And I'm just tryna get through this...

[Victoria Monet & Lupe Fiasco:]
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
You're like satellites for strippers
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
Running 'round and 'round you go
Saturday night for niggas
Astronauts and alcohol
You're like satellites for strippers
Running 'round and 'round I go
I need dollar bills to kill
We coming to the stage next, you know who this is
You better have dollar bills to kill
Get your money out niggas
Money to burn in my atmosphere
So I'ma turn it up, burn it up, hey
Turn it up, burn it up, hey
Turn it up, burn 'em up, hey
I'm a murderer, murderer
You want me to stay
I'm talking 187, make that mothafucka pop
You want me to stay
187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay

[Victoria Monet, Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco:]
Man girl I made a killing off these drunk ass niggas tonight
Ayy bruh that shit was going up, man
But damn they had my pole clean today, I'm sick of this shit
This bitch spilled her mothafucking drink on my goddamn shoes
You dirtier than a mothafucka, dawg
Next time they better have my shit clean
'Cause I can't go up in this strip club
Ayy it's cool though
You already know
I'll get some new ones tomorrow, fuck it
You know the other spot poppin'?
Yeah
No more doing that shit and tryna go to church in the morning
Let's go to the other spot

[Lupe Fiasco & Victoria Monet:]
Now it's Sunday morning for sinners
Preacher's daughter, holy water
Be reborn, beginner
'Round and 'round we know
It's like dollar bills to save
Make it rain on that collection plate
Need a dollar bill to save
Make it rain on that collection plate
And your dollar bills can save
Make it rain on that collection plate
You made it clap, now take it back
Pray
You made it clap, now take it back
Pray
You made it clap, now take it back
Pray
You made it clap, now take it back
Watch it all wash away
Watch it all wash away
Watch it all wash away

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