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Marge Simpson (其他)歌词完整版
作词 : Elizabeth Harris
作曲 : Elizabeth Harris
[Intro
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh-oh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no
[Pre-Chorus
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big pimpin'
Walk up in the back, limpin' (Oh yeah, yeah-yeah)
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson (Mmm)
[Chorus
Marge Simpson, Ma-Ma, Marge Simpson (On God)
Marge Simpson, you can call me Marge Simpson (Yeah, yeah)
Big pimpin', get the money then dip
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson
[Verse 1
Man, why you keep textin' my phone?
Leave me alone
Boy, I do not want your ****
I see that nigga, he thirsty as ****, I ain't givin' him shit
Better swallow his spit
All that lurkin' on my mother****in' page
, oops, I ain't mean to like that pic
Took her to Victoria Secrets, and bought him some bras
Since he like to act like a ***** (Hahaha)
I got a type, and it ain't you
I like them niggas who spendin' that cash
I like them fat Homer Simpson ass niggas, that feed me, they fat and they sass (Bling)
*****, I'm expensive, don't bring me nothin' on the floor, I want everything locked in a glass
Then we ****in' fast, take him to the back of the store, then he bustin' a hole in my mask
Now give me your money, dummy
I don't wanna hear what you cannot afford
We back in his car, he complaining how I spent all his money, I said, "King, pass me the aux cord"
I don't wanna hear that shit, be near that shit
What the **** do you niggas be thinkin'?
Gotta wear a sleep mask, every time I **** him, so I won't see him cum quicker than I be blinkin' (Mmm)
[Pre-Chorus
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big pimpin'
Walk up in the back, limpin' (Oh yeah, yeah-yeah)
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson (Mmm)
[Chorus
Marge Simpson, Ma-Ma, Marge Simpson (On God)
Marge Simpson, you can call me Marge Simpson (Yeah, yeah)
Big pimpin', get the money then dip
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson
[Verse 2
I don't want your man, darling
Even though I could take him so damn quick
I done sat up on his sack five times, had to hit him ball meter, whole damn Saks Fifth
Feeling like Taylor when I get this money 'cause I spend it so, so swift
'Cause I only check for niggas with big bags, like an airport trip
You know my aesthetic, we could do credit,debit
baby, make sure the receipt get shredded
'Cause he got a girl at home, and if she come for me, somebody come for her, the paramedics
Yeah, I said it, text it, DeJ Loaf
Nigga better know to come full breaded (That money)
Put a stack of money on the bottom of my sneakers, that's how a real ***** walk up in wedges
And he could die today, day or tomorrow, I won't even give no ****s
I just hope nobody throw him a funeral, 'cause I could use those bucks
I'ma make him turn into his grave, I ain't givin' no apologies
If anything, when I buy the Prada with his cards, that mother****er better be proud of me (That mother****er better be proud of me)
[Outro
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah (That mother****er better be proud of me)
Oh, oh-oh, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, no-no, no, no-no
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no (That mother****er better be proud of me)
