I'm Into You (Originally Performed By Jennifer Lopez feat. Lil Wayne) [Karaoke Version]

歌詞

(Intro:) Chrome on the monster leather intestines Wit' a top model and a contestants I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller It's Weezy F**kin' Baby yeah straight up out 'da stroller Chrome on the monster leather intestines With a top model and a contestants I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller It's Weezy F**kin' Baby yeah straight up out da stroller (Verse 1:) Im higher than the solar system marley twist 'em Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was pissin' On myself Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics Im jus' the recipe so you can save the garlic Im like a set of keys Im 'bout to get it started I smoke 'dem Beverly Hills from California 'Dem bitches after me so I put that paddle on 'em She rode my dick and said she shoulda put a saddle on 'em I watch out for 'dem snakes listen for that rattle homie And I ain't got a clique I got a cattle homie Wud up five kickin' back jus' bein' booL Im talkin' foreign money like a European dude Yeah Im heavy mane so you should reconsider I hit you one time f**k up yo equilibrium I got rhythm yeah I got soul yall I travel all around the world like a postcard My flow cold f**k around and get a cold sore I got this bitch on lock like a closed door Weezie's real 'dem otha' niggaz folklore Im connected I got more hoods than a coat store Im successful I got more shit than you can hope for And I got thru 'dat water like a boat ore Young Carter the name Baby boy risin' like hot water and 'caine (Bridge:) Whip it stretch it and flip it Reup stretch it and flip it (x3) (Verse 2:) Reup, we up in the club we up in the club Money runnin' like water bitch get up in the tub Im up in the club she up in the club he up in the club Now she can't leave so we f**k in the club Am I lucky or what Playboy Rabbit And I like big tongues like skateboard fashion I got more gurls than the Playboy Mansion I bet I serve 'em up like my name Pete Samprace And a nigga drink like the late Fred Sandford And a nigga smoke like there is no cancer And I know this world is so cold and decievin' But I keep my head up like my nose is bleedin' Yeah, and until that chosen evenin' I'ma be screamin Apple and Eagle Yeah that's rite Apple and Eagle Hollygrove 17 I won't leave you Nope, and this is just the preview But I'm already workin on the sequel F**k wit' me wrong I'll f**k wit' yo home Like a letter to the wife sayin' ya husband is gone Like Muslim Im calm but like Muslim I'll bomb And beat the track up like a hundred arms Im funky like underarms The engineers recordin a thunderstorm My hunger forms then ring the alarms The Carter 2 was nice but the third times a charm (Outro:) Weezy F**kin' Baby