INDUSTRY BABY

  • 專輯:INDUSTRY BABY
  • 發行:2021-07-23
  • 演唱:Lil Nas X+Jack Harlow
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(D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
Uh, need to, uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple numbеr ones
Need a plaque on evеry song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it)
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh, again,)
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
I don't run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy, yeah)
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm)
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin', we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
I don't run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy)
Yeah
I'm the industry baby
I'm the industry baby
Yeah


      • 專輯:INDUSTRY BABY
      • 發行:2021-07-23
      • 演唱:Lil Nas X+Jack Harlow
      字型
      作詞: 作曲:

      (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
      Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
      Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy
      That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy
      Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)
      And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
      I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
      Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
      Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)
      I told you long ago on the road
      I got what they waiting for
      I don't run from nothing, dog
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
      You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
      When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
      He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
      Uh, need to, uh
      Need to get this album done
      Need a couple numbеr ones
      Need a plaque on evеry song
      Need me like one with Nicki now
      Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
      I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
      I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
      But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
      Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it)
      I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
      I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
      You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
      I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
      Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
      Then I went did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh, again,)
      I told you long ago on the road
      I got what they waiting for
      (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
      I don't run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
      (Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
      You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
      When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
      He don't run from nothin', dog (Ayy)
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy, yeah)
      My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
      I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
      It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm)
      I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
      City talkin', we takin' notes
      Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close
      OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast
      I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
      I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
      I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
      Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
      Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
      Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
      I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
      All these social networks and computers
      Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers I told you long ago on the road
      I got what they're waiting for
      (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
      I don't run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
      (Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
      You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
      When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
      He don't run from nothin', dog (Ayy)
      Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy)
      Yeah
      I'm the industry baby
      I'm the industry baby
      Yeah

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