Lirik Lagu Jessi, Microdot, Dumbfoundead, Lyricks – K.B.B (가위바위보)

(Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo)
Microdot, half the YOX
and one bad man
naega nappeun namjaya
I should go first
naega meonjeo haeyaji
deompahyeongeun eonjena bappeunikkan
I wear my beanies like Gil from Leessang
na pichyeoringhalttaeneun jinjja bissa
But these my bros from west to east side
If you ain’t my bro then fuck the peace sign
Like gawibawibo
Your bitch got my wifi code
Im rich bitch my life dope, yea
Lit like a night light, jalja
Nothin like a nightlife Quite like Seoul
All of my bitches they stay out in sinsa
I switch up the girls during icha
Drop em all off in bincha
90 degrees when they insa
Kick it with nothing but real heads
Cause I ain’t got time for no bullshit
Bottom of shoes lookin real red
Like ajeossi drinkin at suljib
I got a visa from here to Ibiza
We Puttin in work, work work,
Rock paper scissor, I guess I’m the winner
so let me go first, gawibawibo
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
I took a red eye
and landed showered
then met up with Micro Dummy got baedal
And Jumped in the rover Then speed up to cheonho
Jessie came thru the studio
Turned it into mother fuckn 1OAK.
Yall know. My Wells Fargo looking
Like a hangug jeonhwa beonho Digits.
Bad Rap.
We the illest independent homie That’s that.
Master of ceremony, bring the cash back.
Pound a 40 like a hashtag
Step to us get ur ascap’d
Big numbers when I do that show.
I-95 how I move that dope.
I got drive, NY to Seoul.
It’s the YOX for the few that know
Rolling with the YOX
We the best it gets lonely on the top
No stress cuz I’m homies with the dot
No rest beolsseo jollinya? Weak boy
Lemme set it straight, Lemme educate
Lemme give a taste Let me embed it inside of your mind,
So every time you hear me saying that I’m one of the greats
I’m not just saying it to finish a rhyme mufukka
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
From buses to drivin’ that Rove
Mom now drippin’ and cookin’ in gold
Makin’ that music and bakin’ that soul
Cake, cake, cake, so much cake
We could run a baking sale
AK, AK
that’s that Auckland city lifestyle
That’s game boy, that major league
Self-made, no lottery
40,000 feet up in the air… (Up in the air~)
No economy
Going coast to coast, to shows to shows
Don’t mean to brag and boast my nose
My success came with no strings
Attached, I’m my own boss
Talkin’ bout bars, no Snickers
And no not the one under my zippers
I cut and paste, and rearrange man
I go dumb dumb with my lyrics
Bitches be bitchin and jealousy be hittin’
them kittens like the Kardashians
naega mwol hago eodil gadeon,
eolma beolgo eodieda sseugeon
Don’t worry bout me, I’m makin’ a livin’
Nothin’ came free, nada was given
Young fat boy straight outta New Zealand
Feelin’ good vibes, Dumb, Rick and Million
About to play a game, rock paper scissors
Three dope boys, yes we the trillest
No new friends, this is family business
Oh, and my sister, Jessi
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
Nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo
(gawibawibo
gawibawibo
gawiba I say
gawibawibo
gawibawibo
gawiba bo bo
gawibawibo
gawibawibo
gawiba I say
nuga meonjeo gawibawibo)
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
(Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors)
Microdot, half the YOX
And one bad man
I’m a bad guy.
I should go first
I’ll do it first.
The dumb waveform is always busy.
I wear my beanies like Gil from Leessang
It’s really expensive when you’re featuring
But these my bros from west to east side
If you are not my bro
Like scissors rock
Your bitch got my wifi code
Im rich bitch my life dope, yea
Lit like a night light
Nothin like a nightlife Quite like Seoul
All of my bitches stay out in the shrine
I switch up the girls during
Drop em all off in
90 degrees when they greet
Kick it with nothing but real heads
Cause I have not got time for no bullshit
Bottom of shoes
Like you drinkin at the bar
I got a visa from here to Ibiza
We Puttin in work, work work,
Rock paper scissor, I guess I’m the winner
So let me go first, rock scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
I took a red eye
And landed showered
Then met up with Micro Dummy got delivered
And Jumped in the rover Then speed up to
Jessie came thru the studio
Turned it into mother fuckn 1OAK.
Yall know. My Wells Fargo looking
Like a Korean phone Digits.
Bad Rap.
That’s that.
Master of ceremony, bring the cash back.
Pound a 40 like a hashtag
Step to us get ur ascap’d
Big numbers when I do that show.
I-95 how I move that dope.
I got drive to NY to Seoul.
It’s the YOX for the few that know
Rolling with the YOX
Lonely on the top
No stress cuz I’m homies with the dot
No rest Are you sleepy? Weak boy
Lemme set it straight, Lemme educate
Lemme give a taste Let me embed it inside of your mind,
So every time you hear me saying that I’m one of the greats
I’m not saying just to finish a rhyme mufukka
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
From buses to drivin ‘that Rove
Mom now drippin ‘and cookin’ in gold
Makin ‘that music and lookin’ that soul
Cake, cake, cake, so much cake
We could run a baking sale
AK, AK
That’s that Auckland city lifestyle
That’s game boy, that’s a major league
Self-made, no lottery
40,000 feet up in the air … (Up in the air ~)
No economy
Going coast to coast
Do not mean to brag and boast my nose
My success came with no strings
Attached, I’m my own boss
Talkin ’bout bars, no Snickers
And no one’s under my zippers
I cut and paste, and rearrange man
I go dumb with my lyrics
Bitches be bitchin and jealousy be hittin ‘
Them kittens like the Kardashians
Wherever I go and where I go,
How much is it?
Do not worry bout me, I’m makin ‘a livin’
Nothin ‘came free, nada was given
Young fat boy straight outta New Zealand
Feelin ‘good vibes, Dumb, Rick and Million
About to play a game, rock paper scissors
Three dope boys, yes we the trillest
No new friends, this is family business
Oh, and my sister, Jessi
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
Who Rocks First Scissors
(Rock Paper Scissors
Rock Paper Scissors
Scissors Bar I say
Rock Paper Scissors
Rock Paper Scissors
Scissors bar
Rock Paper Scissors
Rock Paper Scissors
Scissors Bar I say
Who Rocks First Scissors)

 

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