Представляем точный текст композиции "Comedy Central" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clipse . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Comedy Central» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clipse передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clipse - "Comedy Central"
Lyrics to Comedy Central : f/ Fabolous Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Verse 1 - Malice) Say dog, lets not get involved You dont wanna tango, Ill dress you in a halo Cock the gauge, polka dot ya braids Face you in a chrome fo, thatll lock ya legs And you cant move, I roll big and I cant lose They watch so hard aint nothin I do, that aint news Carry it like Im a stranger to the game I cut short any whisper that, en-danger my name Ima toast on both coast, not for a joke Im known in the streets on the account, I know coke And we got word in the street that the cops watch us But that dont stop us, we maneuvering move a little mo cautious I hate to think that the dope game is my callin Cause it got us singing lullabys, to our fallin Tonight friend, until we meet again But for now and ya name, we re-up and eat again, uh I never front, like Im something Im not Well being broke well thats just, somethin Im not Yall talk wit hatred, but I live off that And I lived off cocaine, way fore I lived off rap Feel me friend, if they could, theyd kill me friend (Yeah) Cause I weigh too much, learned not to say too much They couldnt take me in the CL, thats way too much And Im too gone, yall niggas can talk on (Verse 3 - Fabolous) They call me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please I put the pump in ya mouth, and help you breath with ease This guys in a hurry, ma I cant even fuck with you If you aint in the itinerary I dont know where dudes is buying they jewelry Whys ya ice cream, like its made by Ben & Jerry Yall the type of players, that be gettin 2-day contracts E-mail snitch, got these in ya 2-way contacts Im in the club sippin on that new Zecongac In the number 9 Jordans, with the duce, trey, arm back The street family so cool, we could throw up bitches Even if it was July, and we had on wood britches I got them teflons, that shovel the fo That have under covers and po, with cover and slow The government know, the kid been lovin the dough Since I was movin white off the curb, and shovelin snow (Verse 3 - Pusha T) Ghetto streets so numb they call me Novocain I turn over caine, over and over again Hell, so much cliental, I could lose it all today Be back the next day, still up in the same way As I left ya, all in three gestures, down up and aim I can define death, better than Webster, wet ya Now bless ya, and of to my next venture Blocks so white, June look like December Winter time, snow everywhere, flow everywhere So much dough, I fly my hoes everywhere Ask him, Pusha T, push a ton Push a ton of that shit, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*) Yes Im holdin, whether its heat or coke in In the door panel of my four-wheel motion Aint jokin, but I laugh how other flows convince you Its money, its funny, its Comedy Central Minds mental, others is made up stinsel When Im on vacation, my babies ride in a rental Im livin, they act as if I dont live it Saran wrap vaseline, so they cant sniff it Eve say larine knitted, shorts bermuda You would think they was poochie, if you over looked Medusa Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Skit at end of the song begins) [ Comedy Central Lyrics ]
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