Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cliche, artist - Selah The CornerDate of issue: 22.06.2017
Song language: English
Cliche |
| It goes down when it goes up |
| You and Him ain’t never pay the same you and him ain’t never go Dutch |
| Netherlands never never never land y’all ain’t never grow up |
| I’m fitter than a fiddle all that monkey in the middle betta slow up… |
| I’m the riding through my city, everybody coming with me Ima be there in a jiffy |
| All I hear is murda murda murda but you never murda nothin nothin ever gettin |
| murdered. |
| All I hear is burna burna burna but ya homey only got it you ain’t never got |
| the burner |
| Talkin bout you be up in the garden but your people never planted you ain’t |
| never got the turn up |
| I done seen it all, and I can see the writing on the wall good God oh Lord |
| Y’all ain’t never nothing but a replay |
| Yea I heard it all before man y’all ain’t saying nothing but a cliché |
| Tell me again who the best huh? |
| I’m all ears, I’m all ears |
| That ain’t nothing but a cliché |
| 914 til the door close… |
| I take it the bank that the team will never forclose… |
| You be on that shoulda woulda couldie |
| You a killa but you prolly wear the flannel with the footie |
| Pushin 50 but you lookin like you banging with the hoodie |
| You a youngin at the heart you a oldie but a goodie right… |
| No no, tell rap say hi to the other guy. |
| I tell my youngin with the onion that the grass ain’t green on the other side, |
| And love ain’t never blind when you lookin at the tears that a mother cry, |
| Everybody wanna pull it, but dont nobody ever wanna bite the bullet good Lord, |
| oh Lord |
| Y’all ain’t never nothing but a replay |
| Yea I heard it all before man y’all ain’t saying nothing but a cliché |
| Tell me again who the best huh? |
| I’m all ears, I’m all ears |
| That ain’t nothing but a cliché |
| Slumming and drugging and money on money on money becoming |
| The women you getting the ladies be loving |
| The way you be stunting, your haters be fronting |
| Your killers is gunning your enemies running |
| The police is hunting, the prison is coming |
| But you getting money and yadah |
| So you wanna be the bad guy huh? |
| Oh I get it now your Scarface |
| And that’s fly til the shell hit your backside |
| Now your Donatello what a heartbreak |
| Say you going hard for your set boy |
| Yea til they put them choppers in the air like a car chase |
| I’ll pull every card in your deck boy |
| You don’t really wanna die between a rock and a hard place |
| So quit your monkeying around stop playing with the fire |
| Rock with me and I’m aiming it like David and Goliath |
| I remember back when Ye had to say it through the wire |
| Man I pray I never change be the same when I retire uh |
| Go hard or go home uh |
| You roll with God or you don’t roll uh |
| And I ain’t got enough room in the whip for you |
| I ain’t got enough gas make another trip for you yah! |
| Oh Lord, Y’all ain’t never nothing but a replay |
| Yea I heard it all before man y’all ain’t saying nothing but a cliché |
| Tell me again who the best huh? |
| I’m all ears, I’m all ears |
| That ain’t nothing but a cliché |
| Yadah, yadah |