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lirik lagu clipse & npr - virginia (live at npr's tiny desk)

[intro: pusha t, pharrell williams, yooq!, npr music team]
talkin’ ’bout what?
(oh my god)
talkin’~talkin’ ’bout what? (yeah)
yeah (uh~huh), va in here right? (uh~huh)
uh~huh (let’s go)
we gon’ bounce y’all
okay
yeah, come on, yeah

[chorus: pusha t, clipse]
i’m from virginia, where ain’t sh~t to do but cook
pack it up, sell it triple price, f~ck the books
where we re~up, relocate, re~off them rooks
so when we pull up, it ain’t sh~t to do but look

[verse 1: pusha t, clipse, everyone, with yoo q!]
in my home sweet home, i keep chrome next to my bones
alters my walk to limpin’, since i love the feel
i guess i’m passionately pimpin’, it is what it seems
that thing imprintin’ through the seam of my jeans, by all means
lost it all, from lives to love
but my faith and my money helped me rise above
see, i turned to the lord when them times got tough
bullied through the streets, powder i pushed and shoved
in that ol’ virginny, out of ten n~ggas, nine are guinea
no money, all they know is gimme
got semis waitin’, heat like caribbean summers
i been there, each year, a different b~tch wonder
who wing she gon’ fall under
push’ or mal’, gonz or grimes
with me, with thoughts of f~ckin’ them cross her mind
look ma, that’s right up my alley
i love my family, i want them all happy
in virginia, we smirked at the simpson trial
yeah, i guess the chase was wild, but what’s the fuss about?
see, plenty my partners feelin’ like oj
beat murder like the sh~t is okay, that’s what our dough say
talk the evil that men do, i’m lost in the mental
i miss you shampoo, we miss you shampoo
and your grams too
yeah, come on
[chorus: pusha t & yoo q!, clipse & yoo q!, yoo q!]
i’m from virginia, where ain’t sh~t to do but cook
pack it up, sell it triple price, f~ck the books
where we re~up, relocate, re~off them rooks
so when we pull up, it ain’t sh~t to do but look
i’m from virginia, where ain’t sh~t to do but cook
pack it up, sell it triple price, f~ck the books
where we re~up, relocate, re~off them rooks
so when we pull up, it ain’t sh~t to do but look (talk to ’em, mal’)

[verse 2: malice, clipse, yoo q!, everyone]
seem like they all got a comment to make (uh~huh)
in regards to my paper, now they guessin’ my weight
they fast to predict the outcome of my fate
wonderin’ ’bout clipse and if they got what it take
“malice, he think he hard, tough guy of the clique
and pusha, he walk around like he swear he the sh~t” (yes)
you right on both counts, b~tch, clipse is us (yeah)
and there are some things that you don’t discuss
don’t ask me ’bout the neptunes and what’s they fare
don’t ask about the loud screamin’ chick with the hair
don’t ask about my music and how that’s comin’ ’bout
don’t ask about my album, or when’s it comin’ out
’cause i feel like you really being funny on the sly
now face down, layin’ on your tummy or you die
i tried being humble, humble get no respect
now the first sign of trouble, that’s a hole up in your neck
plus what i look like spendin’ my nights in jail?
i could never be a thug, they don’t dress this well
i reside in va, ride in va
most likely when i die, i’m gon’ die in va
virginia’s for lovers, but trust there’s hate here (uh~huh)
for out~of~towners who think that they gon’ move weight here
ironic, the same place i’m makin’ figures at
that there’s the same land they used to hang n~ggas at (and everybody sing)
[chorus: pusha t, clipse & yoo q!, pusha t & yoo q!, malice]
i’m from virginia, where ain’t sh~t to do but cook (come on)
pack it up, sell it triple price, f~ck the books
where we re~up, relocate, re~off them rooks
so when we pull up, it ain’t sh~t to do but look
i’m from virginia, where ain’t sh~t to do but cook (uh)
pack it up, sell it triple price, f~ck the books
where we re~up, relocate, re~off them rooks
so when we pull up, it ain’t sh~t to do but look

[outro: pusha t, pharrell williams, yoo q!, npr music team]
woo
(talkin’ ’bout what?)
(talkin’~talkin’ ’bout what?)
yeah (that right there)
(yeah, yeah)
come on, tiny desk

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