Pharrell Williams - Liquid Swords lyrics
Pharrell Williams [Pharrell Lanscilo Williams] Virginia Beach, Virginia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pharrell Williams - Liquid Swords lyrics]
Choose the sword, and you join me
Choose the ball
And you join your motherin death
You don't understand my words
But you must choose
Socome boy, choose life or death
Serious? You can't be serious (I think so)
You niggas can't be serious (I think so)
(This is what they wanted)
Tuff guy nada, but it spots shit Ohada
Finish with the spinach Like
The little nigga Popeye
Scarf by Escada, boots by Prada
Hermes bag and rag and sex with Yada Yanna
Liberace chains, hold my neck like an anchor
Love to my fans, you bought it so I thank ya
If you're a hater then I'm
Glad that I ain't ya
Couldn't see the light like baby
Jesus in a manger
We wanted this life we salivated like wolves
Blow a hundred grand on LV leather goods
Lift up the doors, open trunk, open hood
Enzo horse power
Crank it up and hear the hooves
My notebook was my hustle and flow stash
Young and ludicrous, my life had just crashed
Oooh had a chilly chilly past
Look at the Ice Cream symbol
That's why the nigga laugh
I'm all about angels so I try to do that
But I only ended up with
Burning stubs on my back
So with that said lil' Skateboard's back
On the corner doubling down bricks
To sell that track
Trying to drive that dress LR
Or laid back in back of that laid back
You know puffing on a Cuban cigar
In Brazil with Hype Williams
Watching the play back
This is living got to watch
Out for the driven
They'll kidnap your understanding and
Stab up your wisdom
One hit of that boy, boy
Them niggas is schizing
Hog tie the family and blood bath the kitchen
This is a recipe to make niggas hate you
Face on the Newsweek the actress
Want to date you
Icecream boutique the Icecream skate shoe
Twelve pages in the women's American Vogue
Chanel ceramic watches just share
With your hoes goyard trunks to travel there
With your clothes
The engine just hums to send in
The air and it goes
Lisa's in the lavatory she's puffing kush
Sara's on my lap with her head humming push
Shrimp and French fries right before I land
You take the ketchup and tell me where I am
Green Lantern it's your motherfucking man
Skateboard yessir
Choose the ball
And you join your motherin death
You don't understand my words
But you must choose
Socome boy, choose life or death
Serious? You can't be serious (I think so)
You niggas can't be serious (I think so)
(This is what they wanted)
Tuff guy nada, but it spots shit Ohada
Finish with the spinach Like
The little nigga Popeye
Scarf by Escada, boots by Prada
Hermes bag and rag and sex with Yada Yanna
Liberace chains, hold my neck like an anchor
Love to my fans, you bought it so I thank ya
If you're a hater then I'm
Glad that I ain't ya
Couldn't see the light like baby
Jesus in a manger
We wanted this life we salivated like wolves
Blow a hundred grand on LV leather goods
Lift up the doors, open trunk, open hood
Enzo horse power
Crank it up and hear the hooves
My notebook was my hustle and flow stash
Young and ludicrous, my life had just crashed
Oooh had a chilly chilly past
Look at the Ice Cream symbol
That's why the nigga laugh
I'm all about angels so I try to do that
But I only ended up with
Burning stubs on my back
So with that said lil' Skateboard's back
On the corner doubling down bricks
To sell that track
Trying to drive that dress LR
Or laid back in back of that laid back
You know puffing on a Cuban cigar
In Brazil with Hype Williams
Watching the play back
This is living got to watch
Out for the driven
They'll kidnap your understanding and
Stab up your wisdom
One hit of that boy, boy
Them niggas is schizing
Hog tie the family and blood bath the kitchen
This is a recipe to make niggas hate you
Face on the Newsweek the actress
Want to date you
Icecream boutique the Icecream skate shoe
Twelve pages in the women's American Vogue
Chanel ceramic watches just share
With your hoes goyard trunks to travel there
With your clothes
The engine just hums to send in
The air and it goes
Lisa's in the lavatory she's puffing kush
Sara's on my lap with her head humming push
Shrimp and French fries right before I land
You take the ketchup and tell me where I am
Green Lantern it's your motherfucking man
Skateboard yessir