I made a club joint...thoughts?
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Oh, any particular reason? The beat, lyrics, subject matter, flow, my voice? A combination of everything?
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Yea I'm not feeling it...Work on your flow, your going to fast and not emphasizing your words...I don't like the louder flow at the end of the verse...The foxy brown ill nana part was nice though, those bars flowed nice..If you kept that pace the whole song it would be cool....Keep at it homie
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Thanks for the feedback. An I agree with you on the going to the fast and cutting off words. A lot of my friends told me the same thing. I guess since I know what I'm saying it comes out clearly to me, but I'll definitely work on that. Thanks again.
As for the loud flow I just always liked how they did that on the Busta - Touch It track, so I wanted to try it. Hit or miss I guess.
As for the loud flow I just always liked how they did that on the Busta - Touch It track, so I wanted to try it. Hit or miss I guess.
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Fresh to the feet and it’s feeling like a club night
Waves spinnin hard, make you stop like a red light
And you a bad @@**+, yea the type that I might wife
No handcuffin in the club is the rule right?
Get right, take shots back, cause I buy the bar
DJ show me love in the club, and I’m not a star
All black everything, stones in the Audemar
Bouta get wavy tonight, I see ya’ll tomorrow
Bouta get a lady tonight, won’t see her tomorrow
An I live the the fast life ma, like it’s Ramadan
Girl you be killin em, get your Osama on
Get hype call me Young Diddy in the lime light
Blue ice sparkle in the ears cause the jewels bright
Turned up, cause I come alive in the moonlight
Scopin threw the spot I see shawty got them ‘boutins on
Black leggins pulled down low so you see the thong.
Come over her ma, it’s time to do it
Bend over right her, it’s to move it
Patron in my cup, my kind of fluid
That n’s in here, it’s time you knew it
Bag ten dime !#!@%#$ now I gotta dollar
Get ya eagle on girl, make ya coochie holla
Take you back to the crib, eat it up like Dahmer
It’s like a restaurant girl, call it Benihana
I call you Foxy Brown, you got that ill na na
An you ill mama hope you on the pill mama
Cause I’m much to chill for that real drama
After sex, lemme light me up a cigarette
An take a shot because everything is better wet
Sex in the air man damn it’s a pleasant scent
Smile on my face cause all I ever do is win
I check my waves in the mirror and they still spin
24-7 yea you know I’m on my fly guy
Time to get dressed though, yea @@**+ bye bye
Sure, take my number down, starts with 5-5-5
Then the rest, the she left, ha-ha
Chorus
I live the fast live boo you don’t gotta hate
Club, bar, lounge, all waves don’t discriminate
Black chicks, white chicks, yellow man they all straight
All the same on the inside, pink lemonade
Bartender, more rum son in this minute maid
Tryna to get faded no haircut, razorblade
An ya boy step out sharper than a razorblade
Swag on Viag, don’t get a %@%% what a hater say
Shawty got sprung, hit her with the MJ fade away
Might hit her back for a quickie on a later day
J. Critical on the beat hit the 808
The day by day, life of Phil yo here’s a play by play
Wake up, swag on, morning sex, get gone, bogey time, call my slimes
Drink from 4-9, get fresh, step out, cab to the night spot
Same thing, every night, one life Fast Life
Chorus
The lyrics for the joint so people can read along.
Waves spinnin hard, make you stop like a red light
And you a bad @@**+, yea the type that I might wife
No handcuffin in the club is the rule right?
Get right, take shots back, cause I buy the bar
DJ show me love in the club, and I’m not a star
All black everything, stones in the Audemar
Bouta get wavy tonight, I see ya’ll tomorrow
Bouta get a lady tonight, won’t see her tomorrow
An I live the the fast life ma, like it’s Ramadan
Girl you be killin em, get your Osama on
Get hype call me Young Diddy in the lime light
Blue ice sparkle in the ears cause the jewels bright
Turned up, cause I come alive in the moonlight
Scopin threw the spot I see shawty got them ‘boutins on
Black leggins pulled down low so you see the thong.
Come over her ma, it’s time to do it
Bend over right her, it’s to move it
Patron in my cup, my kind of fluid
That n’s in here, it’s time you knew it
Bag ten dime !#!@%#$ now I gotta dollar
Get ya eagle on girl, make ya coochie holla
Take you back to the crib, eat it up like Dahmer
It’s like a restaurant girl, call it Benihana
I call you Foxy Brown, you got that ill na na
An you ill mama hope you on the pill mama
Cause I’m much to chill for that real drama
After sex, lemme light me up a cigarette
An take a shot because everything is better wet
Sex in the air man damn it’s a pleasant scent
Smile on my face cause all I ever do is win
I check my waves in the mirror and they still spin
24-7 yea you know I’m on my fly guy
Time to get dressed though, yea @@**+ bye bye
Sure, take my number down, starts with 5-5-5
Then the rest, the she left, ha-ha
Chorus
I live the fast live boo you don’t gotta hate
Club, bar, lounge, all waves don’t discriminate
Black chicks, white chicks, yellow man they all straight
All the same on the inside, pink lemonade
Bartender, more rum son in this minute maid
Tryna to get faded no haircut, razorblade
An ya boy step out sharper than a razorblade
Swag on Viag, don’t get a %@%% what a hater say
Shawty got sprung, hit her with the MJ fade away
Might hit her back for a quickie on a later day
J. Critical on the beat hit the 808
The day by day, life of Phil yo here’s a play by play
Wake up, swag on, morning sex, get gone, bogey time, call my slimes
Drink from 4-9, get fresh, step out, cab to the night spot
Same thing, every night, one life Fast Life
Chorus
The lyrics for the joint so people can read along.
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