| Wykonawca | N.E.R.D. |
|---|---|
| Tytuł | Lap Dance |
| Album | In Search Of... |
Tekst piosenki:
[Pharrell]
Dirty Dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
I'm a dirty dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
[Verse 1] (Pharrell)
I'm an outlaw (I'm an outlaw)
Quick on the draw (Quick on the draw)
Somethin' you've never seen before (Never seen before)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
I got somethin' chrome (I got somethin' chrome)
And I got it from home (I got it from home)
And it ain't a microphone (It ain't a microphone)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
It's so real ... how I feel!
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill!
I'm just straight ill
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While politicians - is soundin' like strippers to me
They keep sayin' (but I don't wanna hear it)
[Chorus] (Vita)
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
[Verse 2] (Pharrell)
It's a raw night (It's a raw night)
Who wants to bar fight? (Who wants to bar fight?)
Well come on alright (Y'all come on)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
Baseball bats (Baseball bats)
I got somethin' for that (I got somethin' for that)
It goes 'bla-ka-ka-kat (You know what that is)
So I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
It's so real ... how I feel!
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill!
I'm just straight ill!
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While the government - they soundin like strippers to me
They keep sayin (but I don't wanna hear it)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] (Lee Harvey)
When you think of Harvey, think of a Harley
Blue denim, spiked wrists and narly
Slap-screws and tattoos that's all me
Two blondes, both arms feelin' like Fonzie
You can find me drunk, whippin' it might crash
Or find me chillin' with crackers who like thrash
Find me in court, smokin' that nice grass
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Harvey baby, Christ on the arm I'm gnarly baby
Fuck with me? Not hardly baby
And you know the flow ungodly baby
So lets party baby
Chicks nickname me prador; they get high off my dick
I take 'em to my home, they call it the 'cock-pit'
Time for take off - they panties they drop quick
Now that's first class fuckin', ain't that some fly shit?
[Chorus]
Dirty Dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
I'm a dirty dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
[Verse 1] (Pharrell)
I'm an outlaw (I'm an outlaw)
Quick on the draw (Quick on the draw)
Somethin' you've never seen before (Never seen before)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
I got somethin' chrome (I got somethin' chrome)
And I got it from home (I got it from home)
And it ain't a microphone (It ain't a microphone)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
It's so real ... how I feel!
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill!
I'm just straight ill
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While politicians - is soundin' like strippers to me
They keep sayin' (but I don't wanna hear it)
[Chorus] (Vita)
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
[Verse 2] (Pharrell)
It's a raw night (It's a raw night)
Who wants to bar fight? (Who wants to bar fight?)
Well come on alright (Y'all come on)
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
Baseball bats (Baseball bats)
I got somethin' for that (I got somethin' for that)
It goes 'bla-ka-ka-kat (You know what that is)
So I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
It's so real ... how I feel!
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill!
I'm just straight ill!
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While the government - they soundin like strippers to me
They keep sayin (but I don't wanna hear it)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] (Lee Harvey)
When you think of Harvey, think of a Harley
Blue denim, spiked wrists and narly
Slap-screws and tattoos that's all me
Two blondes, both arms feelin' like Fonzie
You can find me drunk, whippin' it might crash
Or find me chillin' with crackers who like thrash
Find me in court, smokin' that nice grass
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Harvey baby, Christ on the arm I'm gnarly baby
Fuck with me? Not hardly baby
And you know the flow ungodly baby
So lets party baby
Chicks nickname me prador; they get high off my dick
I take 'em to my home, they call it the 'cock-pit'
Time for take off - they panties they drop quick
Now that's first class fuckin', ain't that some fly shit?
[Chorus]
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