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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Grieves
[00:26.77]I woke up in a city I can't even say the name of
[00:29.90]People looking at me wondering where the **** I came from
[00:32.99]I had to catch a flight to them
[00:34.98]Drank a couple whiskies in the air
[00:36.68]Called my momma when I landed and told her not to be scared
[00:39.87]I'm a rolling stone
[00:41.26]Never really knowing when I'm going home
[00:43.50]Went and caught the itch and got the beat like it was Cortisone
[00:46.69]I'm out here
[00:47.43]You can go ahead and let them know
[00:49.48]That the groove has to be slumped
[00:51.22]And that bass has got to be low
[00:52.37]
[00:52.92]This that shit that you can play in LA
[00:55.76]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[00:59.05]Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
[01:05.14]I'll send you ass a postcard
[01:06.97]Postcard
[01:08.17]I'll send your ass a postcard
[01:10.31]Postcard
[01:11.95]I'll send your ass a postcard
[01:13.85]Postcard
[01:15.04]I'll send your ass
[01:17.01]
[01:17.90]I said I woke up in a city I ain't never even been to
[01:21.79]Called the homie Chords to see what shit we could get into
[01:24.63]I had to jump a pond to them
[01:26.53]Got my luggage searched when I arrived
[01:28.97]Po-po thought that I was holding
[01:30.27]Told them I don't have the time
[01:31.71]I'm a vagabond
[01:32.46]Bag is packed and loaded and the drank is strong
[01:35.30]Watched the city disappear behind me like it's camouflaged
[01:38.54]I'm out here
[01:39.84]You can go ahead and say it loud
[01:41.53]That snare has to be crisp
[01:43.12]That ass has got to be round
[01:44.72]That glass has got to be tipped
[01:46.37]That lost has got to be found
[01:47.76]That music's got to go up
[01:49.44]Because this shit's about to go down
[01:51.19]That glass has got to be tipped
[01:52.64]That lost has got to be found
[01:54.29]That music's got to go up
[01:55.97]Because this shit's about to go down
[01:57.27]
[01:57.62]This that shit that you can play in LA
[02:00.60]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[02:03.78]Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
[02:10.00]I'll send you ass a postcard
[02:12.45]Postcard
[02:13.25]I'll send your ass a postcard
[02:14.99]Postcard
[02:16.53]I'll send you ass a postcard
[02:18.37]Postcard
[02:19.73]I'll send your ass a-
[00:26.77]I woke up in a city I can't even say the name of
[00:29.90]People looking at me wondering where the **** I came from
[00:32.99]I had to catch a flight to them
[00:34.98]Drank a couple whiskies in the air
[00:36.68]Called my momma when I landed and told her not to be scared
[00:39.87]I'm a rolling stone
[00:41.26]Never really knowing when I'm going home
[00:43.50]Went and caught the itch and got the beat like it was Cortisone
[00:46.69]I'm out here
[00:47.43]You can go ahead and let them know
[00:49.48]That the groove has to be slumped
[00:51.22]And that bass has got to be low
[00:52.37]
[00:52.92]This that shit that you can play in LA
[00:55.76]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[00:59.05]Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
[01:05.14]I'll send you ass a postcard
[01:06.97]Postcard
[01:08.17]I'll send your ass a postcard
[01:10.31]Postcard
[01:11.95]I'll send your ass a postcard
[01:13.85]Postcard
[01:15.04]I'll send your ass
[01:17.01]
[01:17.90]I said I woke up in a city I ain't never even been to
[01:21.79]Called the homie Chords to see what shit we could get into
[01:24.63]I had to jump a pond to them
[01:26.53]Got my luggage searched when I arrived
[01:28.97]Po-po thought that I was holding
[01:30.27]Told them I don't have the time
[01:31.71]I'm a vagabond
[01:32.46]Bag is packed and loaded and the drank is strong
[01:35.30]Watched the city disappear behind me like it's camouflaged
[01:38.54]I'm out here
[01:39.84]You can go ahead and say it loud
[01:41.53]That snare has to be crisp
[01:43.12]That ass has got to be round
[01:44.72]That glass has got to be tipped
[01:46.37]That lost has got to be found
[01:47.76]That music's got to go up
[01:49.44]Because this shit's about to go down
[01:51.19]That glass has got to be tipped
[01:52.64]That lost has got to be found
[01:54.29]That music's got to go up
[01:55.97]Because this shit's about to go down
[01:57.27]
[01:57.62]This that shit that you can play in LA
[02:00.60]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[02:03.78]Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
[02:10.00]I'll send you ass a postcard
[02:12.45]Postcard
[02:13.25]I'll send your ass a postcard
[02:14.99]Postcard
[02:16.53]I'll send you ass a postcard
[02:18.37]Postcard
[02:29.83]Send you a postcard
[02:33.05]I'll send it to you I'll sent it to you
[02:40.27]Baby send you a postcard
[02:55.66]I'll send it to you I'll sent it to you
[03:08.62]I'll send it to you
[03:15.69]This that shit that you can play in LA
[03:18.77]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[03:28.93]This that shit that you can play in LA
[03:31.27]From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
[03:34.67]Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane

文本歌词

作曲 : Grieves
I woke up in a city I can't even say the name of
People looking at me wondering where the **** I came from
I had to catch a flight to them
Drank a couple whiskies in the air
Called my momma when I landed and told her not to be scared
I'm a rolling stone
Never really knowing when I'm going home
Went and caught the itch and got the beat like it was Cortisone
I'm out here
You can go ahead and let them know
That the groove has to be slumped
And that bass has got to be low
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass
I said I woke up in a city I ain't never even been to
Called the homie Chords to see what shit we could get into
I had to jump a pond to them
Got my luggage searched when I arrived
Po-po thought that I was holding
Told them I don't have the time
I'm a vagabond
Bag is packed and loaded and the drank is strong
Watched the city disappear behind me like it's camouflaged
I'm out here
You can go ahead and say it loud
That snare has to be crisp
That ass has got to be round
That glass has got to be tipped
That lost has got to be found
That music's got to go up
Because this shit's about to go down
That glass has got to be tipped
That lost has got to be found
That music's got to go up
Because this shit's about to go down
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a-
I woke up in a city I can't even say the name of
People looking at me wondering where the **** I came from
I had to catch a flight to them
Drank a couple whiskies in the air
Called my momma when I landed and told her not to be scared
I'm a rolling stone
Never really knowing when I'm going home
Went and caught the itch and got the beat like it was Cortisone
I'm out here
You can go ahead and let them know
That the groove has to be slumped
And that bass has got to be low
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass
I said I woke up in a city I ain't never even been to
Called the homie Chords to see what shit we could get into
I had to jump a pond to them
Got my luggage searched when I arrived
Po-po thought that I was holding
Told them I don't have the time
I'm a vagabond
Bag is packed and loaded and the drank is strong
Watched the city disappear behind me like it's camouflaged
I'm out here
You can go ahead and say it loud
That snare has to be crisp
That ass has got to be round
That glass has got to be tipped
That lost has got to be found
That music's got to go up
Because this shit's about to go down
That glass has got to be tipped
That lost has got to be found
That music's got to go up
Because this shit's about to go down
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard
Postcard
I'll send you ass a postcard
Postcard
Send you a postcard
I'll send it to you I'll sent it to you
Baby send you a postcard
I'll send it to you I'll sent it to you
I'll send it to you
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane