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Where's Butch? (Skit) - Benny the Butcher/Mike Murphy.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jeremie Pennick/Michael Murphy
[00:00.719]You have reached the voicemail box of Summertime Butch
[00:04.607]He is not available
[00:06.104]At the tone, please leave a message
[00:08.301]Or you can find him outside, It's summer 25
[00:13.430]Yo, Butch, pick up
[00:14.815]It's Mike Murphy, nigga
[00:16.498]Now, you see that,B-Dot dropped another list
[00:19.306]And he got you in last place acting like he can't see you been putting belt to ass
[00:23.225]On these tracks for the last six summers
[00:25.389]That's nasty work
[00:26.716]I bet he opened his eyes when the light hit all that ice in the meat cleaver medallion in that Pyrex piece
[00:32.775]But **** allat, It's summer 25
[00:35.021]And the stakes is high for the hometown hero
[00:37.762]But, bro, you got the money counter so loud, you're going to end up on the FBI's watch list
[00:42.316]But nah, when you came through in that white-on-white
[00:45.111]Coke-run Rolls-Royce drop-top Don
[00:47.562]You got the block thinking you still got the brick specials with intent to sell
[00:51.519]Because we all know the Buffalo Kid was fuego with the bass
[00:54.752]And kept a .38 special to leave them stabbed and shot if they demanded a ransom
[00:59.872]So I suggest all you subpar spitters and lackluster lyricists to tuck in those 10-carat middle-of-the-mall kiosk Cubans
[01:07.575]Because it's 90 outside, ain't a cloud in the sky
[01:10.983]And the butcher's coming, nigga
[01:13.019]You can find him outside, Griselda
文本歌词
作曲 : Jeremie Pennick/Michael Murphy
You have reached the voicemail box of Summertime Butch
He is not available
At the tone, please leave a message
Or you can find him outside, It's summer 25
Yo, Butch, pick up
It's Mike Murphy, nigga
Now, you see that,B-Dot dropped another list
And he got you in last place acting like he can't see you been putting belt to ass
On these tracks for the last six summers
That's nasty work
I bet he opened his eyes when the light hit all that ice in the meat cleaver medallion in that Pyrex piece
But **** allat, It's summer 25
And the stakes is high for the hometown hero
But, bro, you got the money counter so loud, you're going to end up on the FBI's watch list
But nah, when you came through in that white-on-white
Coke-run Rolls-Royce drop-top Don
You got the block thinking you still got the brick specials with intent to sell
Because we all know the Buffalo Kid was fuego with the bass
And kept a .38 special to leave them stabbed and shot if they demanded a ransom
So I suggest all you subpar spitters and lackluster lyricists to tuck in those 10-carat middle-of-the-mall kiosk Cubans
Because it's 90 outside, ain't a cloud in the sky
And the butcher's coming, nigga
You can find him outside, Griselda