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Karaoké Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You) - UGK & OutKast

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You) rendu célèbre par UGK

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo identique à l'original : 77.8 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Ré

La chanson commence a cappella

Durée : 04:36 - Extrait à : 02:12

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 2007
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Willie Hutch, André 3000, Big Boi, Juicy J, Chad L Butler, Bernard James Freeman

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You)

So
I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Saying that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl that I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smilin'
Wetness all around me true but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe it makes no sense I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap no looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With rear view mirrors they dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp
I'm glad it's night stole the light from the sun
Would not burn me on my bum when I shoot the moon
High jump the broom
Like a preemie out the womb my partner yelling too soon, don't do it
Reconsider
Read some literature on the subject you sure?
Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiropractic if that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out in some detergent
Now hurry hurry go on to the altar
I know you ain't a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya keep your heart three stacks
Keep your heart, hey keep your heart three stacks keep your heart
Man this girl is smart three stacks this girl is smart
Play your part
Play your part
My bitch a choosy lover never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser drive a Kompressor
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with forty dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game bitch it gets no love
She be cross country givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop
I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one bought me a red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn head
Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me you ain't a pimp you a fairy
Baby you been rollin' solo time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side
If you know what I mean
I show you shit you never seen
The Seven wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl I don't mean my woman that
Ain't my style need a real street stalker to walk a green mile
We piling up the paper on the dining room table
'Cos you able to realize
I'm the truth and not a fable
We rocking Russian sable keep that 'chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand
Dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C simple as one two three
Get down with U-G-K pimp C B-U-N B
'Cos what's a ho with no pimp and what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame you know the game and how it goes we tryna get chose
Eeny meeny decisions with precision I pick or make my selection on who I choose to be wit' girl
Don't touch my protection
I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin'
I don't do tippin' for life
That's like makin' it rain every month on schedule
Let me tell you get your parasol umbrella
'Cos it's gonna get wetter better prepare ya for
The C support she supposed to spend it on
That baby but we see she don't ask Paul McCartney the lawyers couldn't stop it
Slaughter-slaughterin' of them pockets had to tie her to a rocket
Send her in to outer space
I know he wish he could
'Cos he payin' twenty K a day that bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D titty just getting plump
'Cos you miscalculated the next to the-the last pump
Dump in the gut raw from the giddy up
Better choose that right one or pick-pick the kiddies up

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