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Video Karaoke Welcome to Atlanta - Jermaine Dupri & Ludacris - Karaoke Canzoni

Questa base è una cover di Welcome to Atlanta resa famosa da Jermaine Dupri
feat. Ludacris

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Tempo uguale all'originale: 96 BPM

Stessa tonalità dell'originale: MI♭m

Durata: 03:23 - Anteprima: 01:20

TESTO ESPLICITO

Data di rilascio: 2001
Generi: Rap & Hip-Hop, In inglese
Autore originale: John B Fletcher, Christine Yarian, Freddie Perren, Ludacris, Jermaine Dupri, Jalil Hutchins, Lawrence Smith

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Testo De Welcome to Atlanta

Yeah
Welcome to Atlanta
Jackin' hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin' and jacki' the clothes
Adolescent packin a four
A knock on the door, who is it
I would happen to know
The one with the flow
Who did it, it was me I suppose
JD in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cut Supreme
Skatin' down Old Nat
Gat tucked and leaned
I split ya spleen
As a matter of fact
I split ya team
No blood on the sneaks
Gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream
Cops see me flick my beams
I'm allergic so doc' prescribed antihistamines
Oink oink pig pig
Do away with the pork
Only silverware I need's a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin' manners
I'm Bruce with Banners
Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon
The woolly mammoth saber-toothed
Bitch bite your tongue
I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come
I pulled up in the black Lotus
Your plaques are bogus
So I stripped them off the wall
Waitin' for my cue to corner pocket eight balls
You rackin' 'em up
I'm big paper like pancakes
Stackin' 'em up
In fact I'm slappin' 'em up
Cadillac'n the truck
I can't loose with twenty-two bitch that's what's up
Runnin' in the back to fuck
Better tha-than the aqueduct
Chil-li-li-li-li-li-li-lin'
Fli-pi-pi-pi-pi-n' what
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play and we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play and we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
Uh huh
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'
Yo uh
Now the party don't start 'till I walk in
And I usually don't leave until the thang ends
But in the meantime
In between time
You work yo' thing
I'll work mine
I been puttin' it down here since eighty-three
Since the Lakeshore-MD rivalry
When Frozen Paradise was the place to be
If you was ridin' you was bumpin' to homie Shy-D
I'm the M.B.P.
Most Ballin-ist Player
Make my own rules
Bitch call me the mayor
Gentlemen's Club
I'm up in the Velvet Room
Gettin' fucked up
I'm at Strokers on lean
Jump Clean then I fall up in Kream
Shark Bar
Kaya with Frank Ski
Right on the floor is where you can find me
Is off the heezy fo' sheezy
You can find me up in One-Tweezy
Is when I get my sleep in 'cos on Monday we be at it again holla
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play and we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play and we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play and we ride on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets
See gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'till eight in the mornin'

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