โหลดเพลง mp3 Who R U? - Anderson .Paak

Who R U? (Explicit) - Anderson .Paak
Composed by：Andre Young/Brandon Anderson/Dwayne Abernathy Jr./Sylvester Jordan/Andre Brissett/Melvin Henderson
Produced by：Dr. Dre/Mell
They want my bidness on the front page
Headlines
I put prescription into your frames
Sunshine
I had the vision back in twelveth grade
Lunchtime
That I'd be killing s**t with Doc Dre
N***a what
I never want it to ever be over
Over
I'm out in Philly
I thought it'd be colder
Colder
Drunk off the liqui
I might need a chauffeur chauffeur
Check out my jiggy
Check out my uh
Now who are you
Who the f**k is this
I don't know no
What you do
I don't know no
You short a few
Oh don't make me
Oh no no hold up
Pull my sticky out the jar come on
Oh savage that's a nice get up
International
Rocking Japanese denim
Enough gas to get you above average
How many more drags do I have to puff from my cigar
New enemies they bringing my old ways back
Back in my day
Woulda' had your whole face smacked
Look at you n***as'
Wonder why I f**king hate rap
Oh what make you wanna go say that yo
And I'm on another wave
And I'm puttin' on suede
N***as feeling overpaid
F**k I'm supposed to do
Don't nobody know your name
We ain't ever seen ya face
You ain't ever gang bang
What you tryna prove
I never want it to ever be over
Over
I'm out in Philly
I thought it'd be colder
Colder
Drunk off the liqui
I might need a chauffeur chauffeur
Check out my jiggy
Check out my uh
Now who are you
I don't know no
No
What you do
I don't know no
You short a few
Oh no no hold up
Pull my sticky out the jar
Come on
I've been swimming through the process
And you can't see me
I'm the Loch Ness
You could proceed
But with caution
Give the proceeds to my God kids
Old dirt on my conscience
Same n***a my pop is
Lame n***as wanna pop s**t
Get drop kicked by a drop kick
Why you gotta lie to me so much babe
You told me the same s**t that you told what's his name
If it don't work out I'll go back to hustlin'
Couple hundred thousand up in my mother's name peace
World peace n***as talk about
Don't shoot
Tell that to police
Scared ain't none of them prepared I could see
Promise I'ma get them commas before I decease
Is
I never want it to ever be over
Over
I'm out in Philly
I thought it'd be colder
Colder
Drunk off the liqui
I might need a chauffeur chauffeur
Check out my jiggy
Check out my uh
Now who are you
Who the f**k is this
I don't know no
What you do
I don't know no
You short a few
Oh no no hold up
Pull my sticky out the jar come on
Now who are you
I don't know no
What you do
I don't know no
You short a few
Oh no no
Hey hey P let it ride out