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Indian Carpet

Indian Carpet

Timbaland&magoo

专辑: Forget It With Hip Hop 发行时间: 上传时间 2016-07-07 歌曲来源:

Indian Carpet (印度地毯) (Explicit) - Timbaland (提姆巴兰)/Magoo

Written by:T. Mosley/M Barcliff/Shawn Carter

Yo yo yo ay yo

Timabalands flow infamous

Allow me to assemble this flow with limitless style

For all man woman and innocent child

I have no perimeter

Break all barriers in various areas

My sound is mimicked

Track prime minister some say sinister

None stopping the groove until when it's

The climax some niggas is biting my hot hats

And followed my drum pattern but I done that

It's time to change get more deranged

Feels more strange doooodooooo

Follow me through gravel and shallow trees

From mountains to flat plain to thunder and black rain

Through the dream state of utopia

Woke up to the sounds of that man timbaland

Five mexican b**ches scoping us

Belly dancing saying hell hes handsome in spanish

We was fine until the subtitles vanished

Then and open fire toting opium

Higher than I ever been in my life

Heard cries throughout the night like

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Niggas act retarded

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Ay yo I woke up to a bowl of rice like the golden child

Tv playing like the poltergeist must been on overnight

I saw a strong beam of light decided to walk to it

Could it be the son of christ I decided to talk to it

In the halls I heard music shouting beautiful calls

And I swore I heard a voice say

It's yours my gift to you to do what you choose

But I suggest you do what you do to make the spirits move

I hear ya dude and me being a barrel of fruit

But your ears heavenly when I sit in this chair and produce

Then my hallway darkened

I felt a power surge rush throughout my apartment

And the glance calling like

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Niggas act retarded

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Mag spit with a sense of purpose on purpose

When you was eating collard greens

I was eating these dreams

I stepped in dog sh*t and bit skid row twice

Only ice I had put it in my orange slice

What you know about living in a jail

When it ain't no bars

Handcuffed with no key world denying your plea

A third-degree charge when it ain't no crime

Twenty-six years old and I got more time

Phone overdue baby on the way low pay

Low rent for your mom gotta get away

Smoke hate now then you wanna talk about the ghetto

I'm tenth generation of that came out the womb with a hat

Polo on and nikes with a gold tooth

I'm superman I can spit from any phone booth

You and your cold a** crew do what you do

Just remember mag never feel good I am the flu

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Niggas act retarded

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Let's get em started

While they dance on indian carpet

Cmon uh

Indian carpet

While they dance on indian carpet

Indian carpet

While they dance on indian carpet

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