sábado, 14 de agosto de 2010
CANCIÓN DEL DÍA: Shutterbugg
Sabadosabadete... y malito que estoyyy!!! ¬¬
Me duele la garganta, tengo mocos, estoy tosiendo... por qué? POR QUÉ???
Hoy a ver si puedo estudiar algo, porque ya debería, que llevo 2 días y me veo shungoshungo!!
Anoche salí... fue una noche de chistes, risas, critiqueos (que no falten) y confidencias (mufuertemufuerte), que no os puedo contar por aquí tururu
Bueno, os dejo con una canción de Big Boi que se llama Shutterbugg. Desde luego esta semana es mi semana nigga porque nada más que hago poner rap y cosas vaya...
Espero que os guste la canción porque es super cañera! ^^
Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe
Boy check the resume, it’s risky business in the A
And I’ve been a witness to this history
Ever since the the 10th grade, we went from rockin brades to temp fades
I twist my A hat to the side, just for style
Or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly
While the southern pride been known to shut it down
It ain’t so country my nigga this ain’t no Gomer Pile
I’m sergeant slaughter, I keep my shit cooked to alter
In order to satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water
And across the boarder the essays are getting smarter
They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas
If you follow wink wink, no doubt we don't speak
In a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink
I'm shittin' on niggas and pee'ing on the seat
It's the nigga the BIG BOI OUT
Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shuterbuggs
I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup
Boy stop, i'm just playing. Let me back you up
Baby, baby, you're in my system
Baby, baby, tell me you're listening.
Boy, it's after 12, club's like A Hive V
A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin around me
Could it be the way the verse is sounding?
Came up on the Gheto Boys and the Underground Kingz
Toys, I had a brougham, called it pretty brown thing
Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining
Known to keep a bad bitch. No niggas beside me
And this finger on the trigger in case niggas is clowning
Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu-Tang
Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim
Or get in something more sinister.
You gotta be the finisher to make it sure the doctors, they can't replenish him
Or bring him back to life. Back to reality
Gone get on some hoes leave it alone
Triple OG status A town's very own.
Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shuterbuggs
I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup
Boy stop, i'm just playing. Let me back you up
Baby, baby, you're in my system
Baby, baby, tell me you're listening.
Now this goes out to all my playas in the back
Sippin' Gnac Bendin' 'round corners in the 'Llac
Cut a rug, player not, now cut a rug
And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg
And this goes out to all my ladies in the front. What you want?
You make me wanna breed. Girl freeze
Cut a rug, lady, now cut a rug
And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg.
Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shuterbuggs
I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup
Boy stop, i'm just playing. Let me back you up
Baby, baby, you're in my system
Baby, baby, tell me you're listening.
Tell me you're listening cause you all up in my system
I can feel you from my head to my toes
(You're in my system)
Lucious Leftfoot's got his best foot forward
Darling Lord have mercy how them flows stay so cold
Froze
(Tell me you're listening)
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