No Regrets
Synth Dreams
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I know I'm loud and rowdy, no further questions Lighting up another kickin' session Boom, blast, in the tank The piggy bank Chopped up on the track When you get it from the app Hold up, hands in the air Without the hiccups Make the vat beep Come on let's eat Boom, blast, no gas in the tank Band line breakin' out the piggy bank Authentic funk chopped up on the track You put it in your mouth when you get it from the app Hold up, put your hands in the air This is the stick up, without the hiccups Poke your lips out, make the vat beep Hungry for hip-hop, come on let's eat Touchdown on the red-eye flight Made it full speed with you with a jet-hot mic I warned you not to believe the hype And I'ma act like I said I said I might Pick up the drumsticks and hit the snare Go bowling for dollars, pick up the spare Band lab, it's a wrap, we up in here Got air guitars for your rockin' jams Got two jobs, blow up and blow speakers Make beats and get your audience a feature Stack up drums, two pairs of fresh case I'm in a new studio on fire Fresh air, sarcastic magic Beats above average, make a mental note Get your head examined Sample my voice for you to free But you find it ain't enough to put up with me It's about the time there was a bum like you Who never refused to put up your due Go stand over in the corner, write your name right and please start us Turn out the lights and rap over loose, all day every day in the vocal booth Bad news travel fast, so the word got around The neighbor next door said, turn that down Please don't say I told you so Just like a trumpet, I made you blow Gave you my word on a sample pack If you can't take drugs, you can sample that Rock and roll, back and forth In the junk bar, bangin' on cardboard Jump in the groove, hop in the trunk I didn't know you could do two things at once Ride the beat, lady luck by my side To make sure money don't pass me by Have no fear, kick a snare The vibe get easy to this beat Now let's go through it into it Make fast food music on your computer Even if the sun don't come out tomorrow We got a nightclub full of business models Pair the bands, baby, we got spots Peace to flip, right on the block Pass the gas, y'all catch my trip Catch up quick, give a tax in your lip Big shots, pockets ain't full of lint Hit the spots, got quarters to pitch No samples to clip What's the bright idea Made another hit before the check even cleared Pair the bands, baby, we got spots Peace to flip, right on the block Pass the gas, y'all catch my trip Catch up quick, give a tax in your lip Big shots, pockets ain't full of lint Hit the spots, got quarters to pitch No samples to clip What's the bright idea Made another hit before the check even cleared What you thinkin'? Leaves and beavies Wild night out, zombies in bikinis Time don't exist, eats and paninis You want everything you see on TV Lifestyles of the rich and famous I make beats, don't be a stranger The bass hits hard when I'm feeling dangerous Give me a shout when you're feeling shameless
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