Frida Lyrics
| Song | Frida |
| Artist | Armand Hammer |
| Artist | Quelle Chris |
| Artist | Fielded |
| Album | Shrines |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : C. Hall for ELUCID/F. Porter for The Happiest Africans (SESAC) |
| [00:19.878] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I'm a mover |
| [00:23.313] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma's hip |
| [00:29.724] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I'm a mover |
| [00:33.231] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma's hip |
| [00:37.269] | Neck, back broke, had to double back, mainstay |
| [00:40.634] | Only lip, brain state |
| [00:42.335] | Off the rip, gotta bump, gotta say |
| [00:44.738] | I been down by the law long |
| [00:46.928] | Ain't got no time, know you wanna holla back |
| [00:49.806] | Same number, new number |
| [00:51.631] | Same nigga, new nigga |
| [00:53.307] | Don't be talking out your back |
| [00:55.072] | 'Til your partner, 'til your family, 'til your nigga sitting pretty |
| [00:58.189] | Don't be talking 'bout your racks |
| [00:59.967] | I done proved every bar, every bar |
| [01:02.353] | I'm a source, let's not talk about the raps |
| [01:04.938] | I'm about to hop the pond, get some pounds, get some pounds |
| [01:08.303] | I ain't talking 'bout all that (skrt, skrt) |
| [01:11.162] | Curb side, my low level bird eye |
| [01:15.191] | If I'm not hitting licks with the missus |
| [01:17.504] | Talking bidness with my nerve, why? Word, aye? |
| [01:25.158] | Let me get a pack of reds, pack of papers, Now & Laters, and some herb, ah |
| [01:31.738] Suddenly you hand me the itching sweet lies [?] | |
| [01:41.490] | And right now, yeah, pearls before swine |
| [01:45.575] | But the swine's too deep for bitter melon |
| [01:48.353] | Then follow in the secret recipe |
| [01:49.904] | Livery cab floating, heat high |
| [01:53.014] | Window cracked, warrants open, curb side |
| [01:56.442] | Bean pie, buy black, pithy slogan, paid tithe, dodge tax |
| [02:02.853] | Here's hoping we slide, they lax, they lacking |
| [02:07.896] | Billy Ocean, high tide |
| [02:10.342] | Speed traps, wasted motion |
| [02:12.997] | Bowdlerized feedback, so verboten |
| [02:16.739] | Laser scoping, cauterize kneecaps |
| [02:20.786] | Somebody tell him he won't ever play again |
| [02:24.821] | It's over (You got your whole life ahead of you son, nothing' to be ashamed of) |
| [02:29.862] | Saved by a good guy with a gun just stolen |
| [02:32.640] | Graves but they don't have names so it kept going |
| [02:35.315] | Go crazy, you trying' to figure it out, just stay in the moment |
| [02:38.986] | Stay in the moment |
| [02:40.211] | Livery cab floating' |
| [02:41.960] | That buck that bought the bottle coulda struck the lotto |
| [02:44.781] | Sounds tight, but ring hollow |
| [02:46.324] | That's nobody's wife, that's Frida Kahlo, that's Frida Kahlo |
| [02:51.304] | Flights like Rollo, pescado, I make a water swallow |
| [02:55.173] | That buck that lost the lotto coulda bought a ****ing bottle |
| [03:10.737] | A hundred fifty roses in an ocean of milk |
| [03:12.697] | Light leak on the camera, smoke how it feel |
| [03:15.362] | Ooh, I got you open |
| [03:17.135] | Out the box for your mulch garden, coach pardon |
| [03:20.594] | Power harnessed |
| [03:21.881] | Powder harden to rock, like what's catharsis |
| [03:24.425] | From the starship |
| [03:25.810] | To face down on the carpet |
| [03:27.589] | Ooh, and the arch twist |
| [03:29.921] | Was it a swoon or a target of the archer |
| [03:32.272] | Departures, arrivals |
| [03:34.792] | Lead foot on tight rope |
| [03:36.517] | Crows peck my eyes closed |
| [03:38.039] | I heard you niggas was manifesting |
| [03:40.050] | Kissing' between the thighs on the boardwalk |
| [03:42.861] | Cross talk, ecstasy, voices dragged out by the tide |
| [03:46.124] | Bouncing' back, found a jetty on the grind |
| [03:48.861] | Blood in my eye, I'm doing' quite fine |
| [03:51.706] | Next to me, far from yours, true |
| [03:54.154] | Nothing's sacred 'til I made it so |
| [03:56.349] | Which way is up? Still got a ways to go |
| [03:59.560] | Oh |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : C. Hall for ELUCID F. Porter for The Happiest Africans SESAC |
| [00:19.878] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I' m a mover |
| [00:23.313] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma' s hip |
| [00:29.724] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I' m a mover |
| [00:33.231] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma' s hip |
| [00:37.269] | Neck, back broke, had to double back, mainstay |
| [00:40.634] | Only lip, brain state |
| [00:42.335] | Off the rip, gotta bump, gotta say |
| [00:44.738] | I been down by the law long |
| [00:46.928] | Ain' t got no time, know you wanna holla back |
| [00:49.806] | Same number, new number |
| [00:51.631] | Same nigga, new nigga |
| [00:53.307] | Don' t be talking out your back |
| [00:55.072] | ' Til your partner, ' til your family, ' til your nigga sitting pretty |
| [00:58.189] | Don' t be talking ' bout your racks |
| [00:59.967] | I done proved every bar, every bar |
| [01:02.353] | I' m a source, let' s not talk about the raps |
| [01:04.938] | I' m about to hop the pond, get some pounds, get some pounds |
| [01:08.303] | I ain' t talking ' bout all that skrt, skrt |
| [01:11.162] | Curb side, my low level bird eye |
| [01:15.191] | If I' m not hitting licks with the missus |
| [01:17.504] | Talking bidness with my nerve, why? Word, aye? |
| [01:25.158] | Let me get a pack of reds, pack of papers, Now Laters, and some herb, ah |
| [01:31.738] Suddenly you hand me the itching sweet lies [?] | |
| [01:41.490] | And right now, yeah, pearls before swine |
| [01:45.575] | But the swine' s too deep for bitter melon |
| [01:48.353] | Then follow in the secret recipe |
| [01:49.904] | Livery cab floating, heat high |
| [01:53.014] | Window cracked, warrants open, curb side |
| [01:56.442] | Bean pie, buy black, pithy slogan, paid tithe, dodge tax |
| [02:02.853] | Here' s hoping we slide, they lax, they lacking |
| [02:07.896] | Billy Ocean, high tide |
| [02:10.342] | Speed traps, wasted motion |
| [02:12.997] | Bowdlerized feedback, so verboten |
| [02:16.739] | Laser scoping, cauterize kneecaps |
| [02:20.786] | Somebody tell him he won' t ever play again |
| [02:24.821] | It' s over You got your whole life ahead of you son, nothing' to be ashamed of |
| [02:29.862] | Saved by a good guy with a gun just stolen |
| [02:32.640] | Graves but they don' t have names so it kept going |
| [02:35.315] | Go crazy, you trying' to figure it out, just stay in the moment |
| [02:38.986] | Stay in the moment |
| [02:40.211] | Livery cab floating' |
| [02:41.960] | That buck that bought the bottle coulda struck the lotto |
| [02:44.781] | Sounds tight, but ring hollow |
| [02:46.324] | That' s nobody' s wife, that' s Frida Kahlo, that' s Frida Kahlo |
| [02:51.304] | Flights like Rollo, pescado, I make a water swallow |
| [02:55.173] | That buck that lost the lotto coulda bought a ing bottle |
| [03:10.737] | A hundred fifty roses in an ocean of milk |
| [03:12.697] | Light leak on the camera, smoke how it feel |
| [03:15.362] | Ooh, I got you open |
| [03:17.135] | Out the box for your mulch garden, coach pardon |
| [03:20.594] | Power harnessed |
| [03:21.881] | Powder harden to rock, like what' s catharsis |
| [03:24.425] | From the starship |
| [03:25.810] | To face down on the carpet |
| [03:27.589] | Ooh, and the arch twist |
| [03:29.921] | Was it a swoon or a target of the archer |
| [03:32.272] | Departures, arrivals |
| [03:34.792] | Lead foot on tight rope |
| [03:36.517] | Crows peck my eyes closed |
| [03:38.039] | I heard you niggas was manifesting |
| [03:40.050] | Kissing' between the thighs on the boardwalk |
| [03:42.861] | Cross talk, ecstasy, voices dragged out by the tide |
| [03:46.124] | Bouncing' back, found a jetty on the grind |
| [03:48.861] | Blood in my eye, I' m doing' quite fine |
| [03:51.706] | Next to me, far from yours, true |
| [03:54.154] | Nothing' s sacred ' til I made it so |
| [03:56.349] | Which way is up? Still got a ways to go |
| [03:59.560] | Oh |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : C. Hall for ELUCID F. Porter for The Happiest Africans SESAC |
| [00:19.878] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I' m a mover |
| [00:23.313] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma' s hip |
| [00:29.724] | I slip, I slide, I lift, I' m a mover |
| [00:33.231] | I ride, I whip, I been steppin' on cracks, momma' s hip |
| [00:37.269] | Neck, back broke, had to double back, mainstay |
| [00:40.634] | Only lip, brain state |
| [00:42.335] | Off the rip, gotta bump, gotta say |
| [00:44.738] | I been down by the law long |
| [00:46.928] | Ain' t got no time, know you wanna holla back |
| [00:49.806] | Same number, new number |
| [00:51.631] | Same nigga, new nigga |
| [00:53.307] | Don' t be talking out your back |
| [00:55.072] | ' Til your partner, ' til your family, ' til your nigga sitting pretty |
| [00:58.189] | Don' t be talking ' bout your racks |
| [00:59.967] | I done proved every bar, every bar |
| [01:02.353] | I' m a source, let' s not talk about the raps |
| [01:04.938] | I' m about to hop the pond, get some pounds, get some pounds |
| [01:08.303] | I ain' t talking ' bout all that skrt, skrt |
| [01:11.162] | Curb side, my low level bird eye |
| [01:15.191] | If I' m not hitting licks with the missus |
| [01:17.504] | Talking bidness with my nerve, why? Word, aye? |
| [01:25.158] | Let me get a pack of reds, pack of papers, Now Laters, and some herb, ah |
| [01:31.738] Suddenly you hand me the itching sweet lies [?] | |
| [01:41.490] | And right now, yeah, pearls before swine |
| [01:45.575] | But the swine' s too deep for bitter melon |
| [01:48.353] | Then follow in the secret recipe |
| [01:49.904] | Livery cab floating, heat high |
| [01:53.014] | Window cracked, warrants open, curb side |
| [01:56.442] | Bean pie, buy black, pithy slogan, paid tithe, dodge tax |
| [02:02.853] | Here' s hoping we slide, they lax, they lacking |
| [02:07.896] | Billy Ocean, high tide |
| [02:10.342] | Speed traps, wasted motion |
| [02:12.997] | Bowdlerized feedback, so verboten |
| [02:16.739] | Laser scoping, cauterize kneecaps |
| [02:20.786] | Somebody tell him he won' t ever play again |
| [02:24.821] | It' s over You got your whole life ahead of you son, nothing' to be ashamed of |
| [02:29.862] | Saved by a good guy with a gun just stolen |
| [02:32.640] | Graves but they don' t have names so it kept going |
| [02:35.315] | Go crazy, you trying' to figure it out, just stay in the moment |
| [02:38.986] | Stay in the moment |
| [02:40.211] | Livery cab floating' |
| [02:41.960] | That buck that bought the bottle coulda struck the lotto |
| [02:44.781] | Sounds tight, but ring hollow |
| [02:46.324] | That' s nobody' s wife, that' s Frida Kahlo, that' s Frida Kahlo |
| [02:51.304] | Flights like Rollo, pescado, I make a water swallow |
| [02:55.173] | That buck that lost the lotto coulda bought a ing bottle |
| [03:10.737] | A hundred fifty roses in an ocean of milk |
| [03:12.697] | Light leak on the camera, smoke how it feel |
| [03:15.362] | Ooh, I got you open |
| [03:17.135] | Out the box for your mulch garden, coach pardon |
| [03:20.594] | Power harnessed |
| [03:21.881] | Powder harden to rock, like what' s catharsis |
| [03:24.425] | From the starship |
| [03:25.810] | To face down on the carpet |
| [03:27.589] | Ooh, and the arch twist |
| [03:29.921] | Was it a swoon or a target of the archer |
| [03:32.272] | Departures, arrivals |
| [03:34.792] | Lead foot on tight rope |
| [03:36.517] | Crows peck my eyes closed |
| [03:38.039] | I heard you niggas was manifesting |
| [03:40.050] | Kissing' between the thighs on the boardwalk |
| [03:42.861] | Cross talk, ecstasy, voices dragged out by the tide |
| [03:46.124] | Bouncing' back, found a jetty on the grind |
| [03:48.861] | Blood in my eye, I' m doing' quite fine |
| [03:51.706] | Next to me, far from yours, true |
| [03:54.154] | Nothing' s sacred ' til I made it so |
| [03:56.349] | Which way is up? Still got a ways to go |
| [03:59.560] | Oh |
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