3333 Lyrics – Solar and The Flares
Singer: Solar and The Flares
Title: 3333
I got big dreams but y’all heard just the mixtape
Big beans, I take them ’til my head ache
Wake up, go to work, we on a lil pay
I’m baked up in the dirt, I had a long day
b#tch I’m from the future like a Nasdaq
Liquidated cash for a hatchback
I can see what’s coming like a flashback
Playing on these b#tches like a flapjack
I got the lil uzi vertigo
She left me to sit there, said “where’d you go?” (flapjack!)
I could get braids like lil boat
Wit lil grandma beads and the purple tone (flapjack!)
We could plan off these in Burberry shorts
We thе five guys, I ain’t talkin’ burgers tho (flapjack!)
You could tag along, yeah, butchu thе runt of us
I’m the big dog, yeah, like a juggernaut!
My brothers revered
My brothers are feared
We comin’ up near
Then we sit back and reflect, geometrical MIRA
Girl we pent up in the bed, gettin’ hot up in here
Just like a needle in the thread, I gotta get in (I gotta)
Work for the bread, then work off the carbs
Delicioso, that’s foreign cars
BBC, no house of cards
In the DMC we travelled far
Like sky’s the limit (uh!)
Wait a minute!
Burning bridges (slatt!)
I reach these highs and kill these b#tches!
King of the castle, yeah! I’m an #ssh#l#!
So many bands, I feel like a bank
Dollar sign eyes I keep in the safe
I cover the names
And cover the face
I hit up Tay-K like b#tch issa race
Aye!
Aye!
Aye!
Running up a bag (bag!)
Cop a Louie, no tags (tags!)
Talk sh#t, I don’t play (play!)
Hit his blunt, take a drag
Like b#tch offer me face (and)
Drank so much need a pace (and)
So high I’m in space
He shot dead eleven, no trace
No trace!
Counting up this bread until I make a thousand papes
I been on the run, I been living outta state
I been brackin’ and I’m f#cking b#tches on the plane
Put it in the back end and ascend to higher planes
I woke up on your side of the bed high, oh my
Woke up, felt like a dead guy
Oh lord, stop messing with my head, I
Won’t stop!
I’m with your girl
She want my sweatshirt like I’m Earl
We on a couch my grandma copped
My barber’s out, can’t get a cut
I’m stacking chips, no Old Dutch!
Fart in the mic and go platinum!
Booger on the collar like gold rush!
Plastic in the bag, that’s Magnum!
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3333 – Terjemahan / Translation
Saya mendapat mimpi besar tetapi Anda semua mendengar hanya mixtape
Kacang besar, aku mengambilnya sampai kepalaku sakit
Bangun, pergi bekerja, kami dengan sedikit bayar
Saya dipanggang di tanah, saya memiliki hari yang panjang
Jalang aku dari masa depan seperti nasdaq
Uang tunai dilikuidasi untuk hatchback
Saya bisa melihat apa yang akan terjadi seperti kilas balik
Bermain pada pelacur ini seperti flapjack
Saya mendapatkan lil uzi vertigo
Dia meninggalkan saya untuk duduk di sana, berkata, “Kemana kamu pergi?” (panekuk!)
Saya bisa mendapatkan kepang seperti Lil Boat
Dengan lil nenek manik -manik dan nada ungu (flapjack!)
Kami bisa merencanakan ini dengan celana pendek Burberry
Kami lima orang, saya tidak berbicara tentang burger Tho (flapjack!)
Anda bisa ikut, ya, Butchu
Aku anjing besar, ya, seperti juggernaut!
Saudara -saudaraku dihormati
Saudara -saudaraku ditakuti
Kami akan mendekati
Lalu kita duduk dan berefleksi, mira geometris
Gadis yang kita sukai di tempat tidur, naik ke sini
Sama seperti jarum di utas, saya harus masuk (saya harus)
Bekerja untuk roti, lalu kerjakan karbohidrat
Delicioso, itu mobil asing
BBC, tidak ada rumah kartu
Di DMC kami bepergian jauh
Seperti langitnya (eh!)
Tunggu sebentar!
Jembatan Burning (Slatt!)
Saya mencapai tertinggi ini dan membunuh pelacur ini!
Raja Kastil, ya! Saya seorang bajingan!
Begitu banyak band, saya merasa seperti bank
Mata tanda dolar yang saya simpan di brankas
Saya menutup nama
Dan menutupi wajah
Saya mencapai Tay-K seperti balapan jalang Issa
Iya!
Iya!
Iya!
Menjalankan tas (tas!)
Cop a louie, tidak ada tag (tag!)
Bicara sial, saya tidak bermain (mainkan!)
Pukul tumpulnya, ambil hambatan
Seperti jalang menawarkan saya wajah (dan)
Minum begitu banyak membutuhkan kecepatan (dan)
Begitu tinggi aku di luar angkasa
Dia menembak Dead Eleven, tidak ada jejak
Tidak ada jejak!
Menghitung roti ini sampai saya membuat seribu kertas
Saya telah dalam pelarian, saya telah tinggal di luar negara bagian
Aku sudah menjadi brackin ‘dan aku jalang di pesawat
Put it in the back end and ascend to higher planes
I woke up on your side of the bed high, oh my
Woke up, felt like a dead guy
Oh lord, stop messing with my head, I
Won’t stop!
I’m with your girl
She want my sweatshirt like I’m Earl
We on a couch my grandma copped
My barber’s out, can’t get a cut
I’m stacking chips, no Old Dutch!
Fart in the mic and go platinum!
Booger on the collar like gold rush!
Plastic in the bag, that’s Magnum!
Find more lyrics at indolirik.jspinyin.net
Lyrics Solar and The Flares – 3333
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