• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Lurkin - Waka Flocka Flame
• Layarkan - Ramli Sarip
• LAURA - Gowan

Twenty Twelve to after life
Higher then a motherfucker
Partying With Jesus Christ
Hold on trap
Hold on trap
Try TM shit one more time
Please my nigga
Squad
Fuck wrong with dis nigga man?
Nigga over seas
Nigga over there throwing show
Nigga ain't givin' money
You nigga talking crazy
Fuck wrong with these niggas
(Chorus)
Lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
Nigga we lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
Squad
(Verse)
BLLLAAAPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' nigga
Headshots on Flocka nigga
BLLLAAAPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' nigga
Headshots on Flocka nigga
Once you stomp his ass out
Shawty what that mouth about
My young nigga bring the bitch about
Any nigga that think they hard, I doubt that
They shot your partner, you ain't shoot back
Aye my nigga where your heart at
Coup painted, Flat Black
With an f'in go click clack
That's the sound of us lurkin'
Outside of your trap
Outside of your bitch house
Outside of your momma house
Outside of the club
Chillin' at your concert
Shootin' 'til my fingers hurt
Waka Flame
(Chorus)
(Verse)
These rappers disrespect me
I'mma knock 'em out
Pull up at his concert
Joint down on him with that mouth about
Nigga, short temper like I'm JJ
Gungang like I'm hot topic
Got hands like a woo
With so-called beef
With you know who
Hope your boy down to ride nigga'
All my niggas gonna ride nigga
Can't wait 'till the day we collide nigga
Advise niggas not to fuck with me
Better off fucking with me
My fingers they sticky
Don't leave no money around me
Welcome to, Clayton County
Say you will toral
Say I'll fight it to the demon
I fought the niggas swag
It didn't cover my semen
Lurkin and schemin'
My nigga be plottin'
Chillin, waiting for the drop
They gonna notice the shit real
When I lick off the shot
Man a body drop, scream my flesh hot
Hundred roun clip with an A.R. 15
Bet it wake up your whole block
SQUAD!
Waka Flocka motherfucker
(Chorus)
(Plies Verse)
Guess what I did today
Pussy I just bought another stick
Guess I need to start working out
Cuz this bitch here, got a lot of kick
This what I need y'all nigga to do
Ask me 'bout another bitch
Ask me 'bout a body
Some illegal shit, I plead the Fifth
250 rounds pussy that's the Al- Qaeda shit
Ridin 'round in a rental car
Windows on it, I tint that shit
Stop hiding, duckin' and dodgin' nigga
Let's go get it over with
Headshots and closed caskets
I give my young niggas bonuses
Motherfucker the E.R
I'm tryin' to hit you permanent
Y'all niggas wanna talk it out
But me and my niggas want to burn the bitch
We lurkin'
Everybody got sticks on them
Lurkin'

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Kita bersama

The dull parade, domestic scenne
She makes a meal of toast and beans today
The soaps play on her t.v. screen
A mundane way to wash her dreams away
And so she looks ahead another year
Terrified to see that she's still here
Laura lives the straight life
She plays the good wife at home
But Laura thinks there's more to this life
Wants to make a dream of her own
She holds her book on Paul Gauguin
And sees herself paint distant lands someday
She wonders how the day would look
If this dreay vail was torn away
If one night he should stumble through the door
To find she doesn't live here anymore
Laura lives the straight life
She plays the good wife at home
But Laura thinks there's more to this life
Wants to make a dream of her own
In some warm exotic place
She'll dance naked to the waist
Paint reclining dark skinned men
Seduce them now and then
Oh, Laura
One lonely, yellow, autumn leaf
Clings to a barren tree today
She racks the dishes up to driy
And through the window sees it fly away
Then she smiles to know that she'll be going soon
But today her only trip's the laundry room
Laura lives the straight life
She plays the good wife at home
But Laura thinks there's more to this life
Wants to make a dream of her own
Oh Laura thinks there's more to this life