Givenchy Bag (feat. Future, Nafe Smallz & Chip)

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Daniel James/Jahmaal Fyffe/Nayuadius Wilburn/Richard Kylea Cowie
[00:01.000] 作词 : Daniel James/Jahmaal Fyffe/Nayuadius Wilburn/Richard Kylea Cowie
[00:06.38]Yeah, Pluto
[00:08.88]Said she wanna go mi yard (Go)
[00:10.81]Pon road to a real ***** heart, ayy (To my heart)
[00:13.34]Said she wanna hit the mall (Hey)
[00:15.64]Wanna show it off like a movie star, ayy
[00:18.62]Said she used to the fraud (Fraud)
[00:20.86]Girl, did you ever think you'll live this large? Ayy
[00:23.32](Did you ever think you live this large?)
[00:24.48]She call me Mr. Anyting 'cause I can buy her anything,
[00:26.60]The tings that she want, ayy
[00:28.54]I'm moving like a king, so she had to look twice
[00:31.28]Told her self serve, or take my advice
[00:33.75]It ain't no worries when you standing by my side
[00:36.18]You look surprised, girl, you look like a ****
[00:38.81]She said she wan' go ah yard
[00:40.00]Pon da road, she know me par too 'ard, ayy
[00:43.32]She said she wan' go down ah West End
[00:45.43]Fi spend money pon ah blouse and frock, ayy
[00:48.23]She said she wan' buy a Givenchy bag,
[00:50.47]Bag small but di price dem large
[00:52.24]I'm Mr. Anyting, a anyting so mi ah go buy anyting that she want
[00:57.55]She moving like a queen
[00:59.84]Had to look twice
[01:01.07]I told her baby girl, "hey, everyting nice"
[01:03.43]You ain't gotta worry, 'cause I got you to the end
[01:05.85]You ain't lookin' like a five, girl, you lookin' like a ten
[01:08.42]So
[01:09.17]Iced out down girl, keep it on loyal
[01:11.59]Roll that ass around girl, vroom, vroom, vroom
[01:13.98]Bounce it up and down girl, rah, rah, rah
[01:16.38]And, maybe, do what I do it like, woah, woah, woah
[01:18.89]Take me one more round, and we gon' hit the lotto
[01:21.31]She stop ****in' clowns 'cause this shit wasn't addin' up
[01:23.90]Prints on her now, gotta, gotta her back up
[01:26.36]Bad ting, ting, but I made her badder
[01:28.70]Yeah Say she never been to Selfridges, never been to Harrods
[01:30.93]I should send you Primark just to keep a balance
[01:33.36]One man to your pum pum, I could imagine
[01:35.84]Good ***** feels better when gyal its a challenge
[01:38.18]Trippy young ***** always flexing, it's apparent
[01:40.89]You see me with a 10/10, just can't lower my standards
[01:43.07]They saying she a gold digger but I ain't a broke *****
[01:45.51]So when her ex's couldn't get the bill she was embarrassed, so
[01:48.56]I could be your santa baby, with some claws though
[01:51.13]Could never put a ring on any hoe, hoe, hoe
[01:53.39]Way she wine sweet, what's that moscato?
[01:56.00]Eh tik and tok, make it clap, bravo
[01:58.47]She a bad lil' ****, I'ma freak til the morn'
[02:00.92]With the late-night lovin' got me tryna call on ya (Late)
[02:03.66]**** your ex, that ***** old news (Uh)
[02:06.19]You just need someone to go to
[02:08.80]And she knows she a bad lil' momma
[02:10.94]Givenchy, nah wan' no Dolce Gabbana
[02:13.51]She finessing, never care about karma
[02:15.99]Still I think that ***** might be worth all the drama, for real
[02:19.00]On the eastside with this ice on chill, hey
[02:22.48]I'm with the mandem still
[02:23.93]But you could be mine, baby signed and sealed
[02:26.48]Iced out down girl, keep it on loyal
[02:30.67]Roll that ass around girl, vroom, vroom, vroom
[02:33.16]Bounce it up and down girl, rah, rah, rah
[02:35.62]And, maybe, do what I do it like, woah, woah, woah
[02:38.03]Take me one more round, and we gon' hit the lotto
[02:40.44]She stop ****in' clowns 'cause this shit wasn't addin' up
[02:43.00]Prints on her now, gotta, gotta her back up
[02:45.47]Bad ting, ting, but I made her badder
作曲 : Daniel James/Jahmaal Fyffe/Nayuadius Wilburn/Richard Kylea Cowie
作词 : Daniel James/Jahmaal Fyffe/Nayuadius Wilburn/Richard Kylea Cowie
Yeah, Pluto
Said she wanna go mi yard (Go)
Pon road to a real ***** heart, ayy (To my heart)
Said she wanna hit the mall (Hey)
Wanna show it off like a movie star, ayy
Said she used to the fraud (Fraud)
Girl, did you ever think you'll live this large? Ayy
(Did you ever think you live this large?)
She call me Mr. Anyting 'cause I can buy her anything,
The tings that she want, ayy
I'm moving like a king, so she had to look twice
Told her self serve, or take my advice
It ain't no worries when you standing by my side
You look surprised, girl, you look like a ****
She said she wan' go ah yard
Pon da road, she know me par too 'ard, ayy
She said she wan' go down ah West End
Fi spend money pon ah blouse and frock, ayy
She said she wan' buy a Givenchy bag,
Bag small but di price dem large
I'm Mr. Anyting, a anyting so mi ah go buy anyting that she want
She moving like a queen
Had to look twice
I told her baby girl, "hey, everyting nice"
You ain't gotta worry, 'cause I got you to the end
You ain't lookin' like a five, girl, you lookin' like a ten
So
Iced out down girl, keep it on loyal
Roll that ass around girl, vroom, vroom, vroom
Bounce it up and down girl, rah, rah, rah
And, maybe, do what I do it like, woah, woah, woah
Take me one more round, and we gon' hit the lotto
She stop ****in' clowns 'cause this shit wasn't addin' up
Prints on her now, gotta, gotta her back up
Bad ting, ting, but I made her badder
Yeah Say she never been to Selfridges, never been to Harrods
I should send you Primark just to keep a balance
One man to your pum pum, I could imagine
Good ***** feels better when gyal its a challenge
Trippy young ***** always flexing, it's apparent
You see me with a 10/10, just can't lower my standards
They saying she a gold digger but I ain't a broke *****
So when her ex's couldn't get the bill she was embarrassed, so
I could be your santa baby, with some claws though
Could never put a ring on any hoe, hoe, hoe
Way she wine sweet, what's that moscato?
Eh tik and tok, make it clap, bravo
She a bad lil' ****, I'ma freak til the morn'
With the late-night lovin' got me tryna call on ya (Late)
**** your ex, that ***** old news (Uh)
You just need someone to go to
And she knows she a bad lil' momma
Givenchy, nah wan' no Dolce Gabbana
She finessing, never care about karma
Still I think that ***** might be worth all the drama, for real
On the eastside with this ice on chill, hey
I'm with the mandem still
But you could be mine, baby signed and sealed
Iced out down girl, keep it on loyal
Roll that ass around girl, vroom, vroom, vroom
Bounce it up and down girl, rah, rah, rah
And, maybe, do what I do it like, woah, woah, woah
Take me one more round, and we gon' hit the lotto
She stop ****in' clowns 'cause this shit wasn't addin' up
Prints on her now, gotta, gotta her back up
Bad ting, ting, but I made her badder