Calabama – Prince
Nghệ sĩ: Prince
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Bảng hợp âm và lời bài hát Calabama – Prince
Intro
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Whoo
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Uh, uh, uh
Come on, yeah
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All the pretty ladies just clap your hands
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Clap your hands, clap your hands
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All the pretty ladies just clap your hands
Verse 1→ Phiên khúc
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I just got some news today
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Everything I wished for came my way
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Love and peace and big money
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More new members in the family
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Haters finally dropped their guns
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Wasn't loaded anyway, scared no one
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Went from ten bodyguards to none
If they don't read, then posse no fun
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But here come Calibama talkin' mo' stuff
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Guess a hundred million records ain't enough
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All-Stars arе comin' from the first to last
Anybody don't can
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Stay quiet while I bring thе noise
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We just got some brand new toys
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If y'all ready just show me love
Watch Calibama get bugged
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Uh, all the pretty ladies just clap your hands
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All the funky brothers dance to my band
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Ha, NPG cuttin' up your rug, uh
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Uh, watch Calibama get bugged
Verse 2→ Phiên khúc
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Verbal coat in flattery
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Drum machine electricity
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Every time I look I see
Another facsimile
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Pick and drumstick not in hand
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See no music on the stand
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Grab your partner, gather 'round
This is how we all get down
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Whoo
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All the pretty ladies just clap your hands
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All the funky brothers dance to my band
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NPG, NPG cuttin' up your rug
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Uh, lawd
Watch Calibama get bugged, come on
Post-Chorus
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Horns
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Uh
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Horns
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Uh, uh
Verse 3→ Phiên khúc
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Uh, like a rim shot on a New Roots joint
My band's tight, yeah
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Anointed, all natural
Pass my tape, go straight to jail
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And another thing, when I sing
Black and white hold hands
Start clappin' when we enter the jam
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Back dance if you wanna just clap your hands
Here we come, y'all, uh
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Prisoner Band, good God
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All the pretty ladies just clap your hands
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All the funky brothers dance to my band
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Uh, New Power G, yeah, we got a new drug
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Here we come, y'all, Prisoner Band
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Look out
Verse 4→ Phiên khúc
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Happy 'cause we just got paid
Free from all contracts
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Chillin' in the shade of the sun's light
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Oh, we got it right
Distribute your own, make a mil' overnight
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Before the tax come, quick buy some land
Don't build nothin', just clap your hands
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Don't build nothin', just clap your hands
Here we come, y'all, uh
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Prisoner Band
Ha, Prisoner Band
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Oh, hear me now
Verse 5→ Phiên khúc
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Record labels used to be a friend of mine
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Now they're just a monumental waste of time
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Sell a million records, make a dollar a pop
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You're still on recruit when your band get dropped
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Got your own label but you're givin' 'em half
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Expenses off the top, who's takin' a bath?
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Seven years of grind like it's only your name
Is what you pay to keep yourself a slave to that game
Outro
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And what you can't do alone is not worth the fame
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All of y'all get older but I still look the same
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Too funky, y'all can't understand
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Just clap your hands, just clap your hands
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Uh, the Prisoner Band