โหลดเพลง mp3 Mic Jack - Big Boi

Mic Jack (杰克的麦克风) - Big Boi/Adam Levine (亚当·莱文)
Written by：Antwan Patton/Adam Levine/Dacoury Natche/Khalil Abdul-Rahman/Taylor Parks
Big Boi：
Niggas still ain't f**kin' with Hollywood Court
'Cause they f**kin' wit' ya boi like the Hollywood dough
Everything big no comin' up short
Jack the buzzer beater up all net half court
The game winning shot your name sayin' not
That same skinny thot you got she be in and out
She never spit it out either we call her Poke mouth
Big mouth bass start to smash that a**
I build a bear before I build a b**ch
I take her to the mall and fill her with the sugar dick
With the same lips give a ni**a sugar whits
Give me brain so intelligent with plenty sense
I took her innocence yeah she was turnt out
And by the time I gave her back she was burnt out
Like the tires on the Huracan you ain't good Antwan
Or better yet stay great we stay puttin' on
Adam Levine：
You're hotter than July super hot
Super colder than December so cold

You got me dancin'

The dancefloor tells no lies

Give them something to remember

You got me dancin'

Please don't stop movin' your feet
While the music's hot on that ecstacy
We can dance all night till we both get weak
Come on come on
Big Boi：

Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan
Out the oven cause we never microwavin'
We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan
And keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J hand
I do not play man sure I'll eat your a** up quick
I'm on that boss rap sh*t they on that toss salad
Old chick I sees ya ni**a and I delete her
I used to have a bench full of b**ches but didn't need 'em
But still fill arenas and killin' the coliseum
ATLiens they on top of ya human beings

From the mothership I'm on some other sh*t
Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86
But we don't sell d**e we pimp ink pens

To provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin'
What is you drinkin' or better yet
Do you really know the meaning of life or are you sleeping
Adam Levine：

You're hotter than July super hot
Super colder than December so cold
You got me dancin'

The dancefloor tells no lies

Give them something to remember

You got me dancin'

You're hotter than July super hot
Super colder than December so cold
You got me dancin'

The dancefloor tells no lies

Give them something to remember

You got me dancin'

Please don't stop movin' your feet you got me dancin'

We can dance all night till we both get weak come on

You got me dancin'

Morning we don't stop till the morning

We don't stop keep it going

We gonna see it through

And the rest is up to you