Kill Jill - Big Boi, Killer Mike, Young Jeezy

愛してよ 私を 抱いてよ ねぇ、側においでよ

«Aishiteyo, watashi wo daite yo ne, soba ni oideyo»

私の 最後の 記憶に 君の愛を 残したい…

«Watashi no saigo no kioku ni kimi no ai wo nokoshitai»

Polo to the floor though, you already know though

It’s Adamsville for real, you see it, ho, just take a photo

I’m repping that Zone Four though with a .44 on your bro though

Cause that dodo thought that he could rob a playa for some dough though

I (Pff-pff-pff-pff), oh no!

I’m so Allen Temple

I’m so English Manor,

I’m so Misty Valley

And I gotta couple pounds yesterday out of Cali

And my bad bitch from the Valley brought me brand new Ballys

And I’m playin' with her nose, 'Merican Dream, Dusty Rhodes

Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on Vogues

I done fucked her in every hotel in every hole

I ain’t fucked her with my wife, but if she meet her, might be a go

Woo!

Ric Flair, Ric Flair flashy, bitch, don’t I look dashin'?

Bitch, don’t I look classy?

Bitch, don’t act so sassy

I’m the—I'm the man, boo;

that’s with or without you

To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do

I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won’t even stress it

Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won’t even address it

They say it’s lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever

Hey, don’t you see me out here shinin'?

Bitch I’m barely flexin'

I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y’all won’t even stress this

Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won’t even address it

They say it’s lonely at the top, this the best shit ever

And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever

Live forever

Daddy Fat Saxxx with three Xs, fuck niggas hit the exit

No S is on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed

Usually I don’t do this, dumb it down, go stupid

Since 17, been countin' Ms

, my bank account’s on Goofy

They say Cosby gave em roofies, now who know what the truth is?

Chicago’s full of shooters, my garage is full of hoopties

Got that Southern drawl and all that

My pre-rolls look like ball-bats

The South got somethin' to say

And all y’all niggas can’t get y’all ball back

If I ain’t a hot boy then what do you call Saxxx?

Daddy Fat in it, y’all, never fall back (back?)

Like clocks in the wintertime, we stay eating like it’s dinnertime

Been feasting and chiefing and blowing big

But it ain’t no reefer rhyme

We don’t know the meaning of drought

'Cause we keep it so wet, boy, I swear now it’s been a while

Just speaking in general, boy, there is no formidable

Opponent or/and nigga that want it, pure uncut, never step on it

Line for line, dope when you want it

Mine the kind to give a nigga hope when they down and out

Nigga dig a hole so deep, ain’t no climbing out

I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won’t even stress it

Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won’t even address it

They say it’s lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever

Hey, don’t you see me out here shinin'?

Bitch, I’m barely flexin'

I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y’all won’t even stress this

Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won’t even address it

They say it’s lonely at the top, this the best shit ever

And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever

Live forever

Yo, hoe, listen, just like I told Coco

My vision is pimpin', you already know though

So, go, hoe, stroll, hoe, fuck the po-po, that’s my logo

Fo' sho, hoe, pogo, get-get down on the flo', hoe, flo' doe

Yo, hoe, listen, just like I told Coco

My vision is pimpin', you already know though

So, go, hoe, stroll, hoe, fuck the po-po, that’s my logo

Fo' sho, hoe, pogo, now get down on the flo', hoe, flo' doe

On the flo', get down on the flo', hoe

On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo', hoe

On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo', hoe