LRC歌词下载
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Lancey Foux/Fimiguerrero/LEN[00:01.000] 制作人 : Okechukwu Eluwah/Max Carrington/Mohammed Shira[00:03.114][Chorus: Lancey Foux][00:13.653]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Grrr)[00:16.795]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Huh-uh)[00:19.615]She tip-toe to me in a Cartier ankle lock (Ankle lock)[00:22.898]I tip-toe in the road, it feel like an anchor dropped (Bow)[00:26.138]I sip, loving the rose, I got my ankles up (Chyeah)[00:29.338]She dip slow and low as soon as the bands go up[00:32.791]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock[00:36.293]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Grr)[00:39.962][00:40.122][Verse 1: Fimiguerrero][00:40.240]I get to the cranе[00:41.207]My hands im ashin[00:42.268]I'm countin' the cash, the label's a lotion on mе (Let's go)[00:44.453]My chains clang so damn loud (Ha)[00:46.072]It sounds like a toaster to me[00:47.728]I know that my mum ain't proud[00:48.945]I didn't go uni, I was shotting them Zs[00:50.709]Chain like me, neck zero degrees (Ha)[00:52.531]You niggas be beefin' your bitches, I wrestle the cash, WWE (Bitch)[00:55.664]I call a boy ankle sock[00:56.907]When I put his feet where the bitches can't see[00:59.133]Cartier ankle lock [?][01:02.414]I throw the cash go thump[01:03.580]I'm slapping that bitch like an Insta don (Ah)[01:05.595][01:05.746][Chorus: Lancey Foux][01:05.881]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Pow, pow)[01:08.760]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock[01:11.582]She tip-toe to me in a Cartier ankle lock (Ankle lock)[01:14.807]I tip-toe in the road, it feel like an anchor dropped (Bow)[01:18.026]I sip, loving the rose, I got my ankles up (Chyeah)[01:21.276]She dip slow and low as soon as the bands go up[01:25.038]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Ankle lock)[01:28.171]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Ankle lock)[01:30.330][01:30.498][Verse 2: Len][01:30.641](Hold on, hold on)[01:31.288]Ankle lock[01:32.160]The racks go up and gyal see me, their pants gon' drop[01:34.287]Two things for certain[01:35.328]One is death, the other one, my gang on top[01:37.480]I just hit Paris fashion week, spent 10 racks on my pantalons (My pantalons)[01:41.189]I feel like I'm going blind, can't see no competition or an optician[01:44.564]Put a lens on my eyes, the roads not stayin' the same[01:47.345]If you got a shotgun, send 'em my young boy round[01:49.285]He's bringin' me back a chain[01:50.503]Call me what you want, these niggas can call me sassy[01:52.519]These niggas can't call me a stain[01:53.855]Hit 'em [?] London (Us)[01:55.661]Overseas, I turn it to London (Us)[01:57.441][01:57.600][Chorus: Lancey Foux][01:57.744]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Grr)[02:00.625]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Huh-uu)[02:03.422]She tiptoe to me in a cartier ankle lock (Ankle lock)[02:06.698]I tiptoe in the road it feel like an anchor dropped (Pow)[02:09.931]I sip loving the rose I got my ankles up (Chyeah)[02:13.089]She dip slow and low as soon as the bands go up[02:16.332]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock[02:20.042]I wrestle the money, the bag in a ankle lock (Grr)
