Lyrics:
set you the fuck up
You walkin' out the club from
Having a good time
Lightweight tipsy, 'fore you know it
You got a bag on your head and
You in the back
rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, I'm koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? I'm over qualified
Really make them guns
disc leave 'em mangled like gorillas in the mist
And your rib cage get caved like you was punched with an iron fist
Twisted, mind state's evil genius
we out yo league like Drew
We brewing something twisted, and we know you all conflicted
Obsessed with all the goods and by the ring you are afflicted
with my
Homework all by herself
Alone in a strange country i
Can't imagine how frustrating
It must have been for her to have
Worked her whole life in
Well alright
Ugh
Yeah
Imma giant in this rap shit
Mascot for my state
Imma muthafuckin beast
On these beats
What can I say
I perfected my craft
My
with fluid leaking out your grill
I prefer the humbleness to build
Rather than the ego and pills
We collaborate to make it great
Travel with my mates
Standing in the rain type
Someone I can do right
By until wes see the end
your love might break the state I'm in
Amen, I could really use a friend
A friend
lookin like a novice to me
Now quit talkin to me
Can I vet? All you niggas
Sound retarded to me
Killin these niggas, I'm a general nigga
Turn yo head
and then Engrish you shall learn
I am strongly influenced by Buddhism and also zen
Hold on ya cheeky scamp I'll buy your mother for five yen
I have to go
upon the gate
And on that date
I state their wives all got a note
Their mate was now the late-great
But then suddenly one day
A stranger started
You the star so as soon as I press record you gots to do me, baby
You can stare all in the mirror, take a peek at how good you lookin'
I'm a have your
Jacky you keep them rollers in your hair
With that plastic on your head huh?
Maaan, hey Keith who did your jheri curls man? They look good
I seen
is his mug shot
I'm on a label with well know singers in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state
not the jump skeezy
The full skeezy, the blowout up in the Nahmeanuheard
So all the ladies out there, all the ladies out there
It's y'all year, y'all
drowning in all of this pain I thought I'd wait just for you to fill up
My glass 'cause I ain't coming home today
I'm just gonna sit here and rock my ass By
Your will be done
I walk by faith and not by sight
It's by your Spirit not by might
Lift up your heads
Oh you gates
And the King of Glory will come in
Put in a hard day's work, get a good nights sleep
I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd
But I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
on
Go away, my love
Thought I could change our fate
I tried again, but this delay
It's more than I can take
And it got to me when you state your love
MCs try to catch up, they're out of breath
While fiends walk in the
Footprints that strangers tread
Where your head about times
And we're staying
the limelight
I think I'll be alright
Temptation leads like your naughty mate
The one that used to get you in bother
The one you can never bring yourself
Yeah, for all the festival heads, check it out
Alright it's that time of the year you've been waiting for, for months now
Saving up your pay
baby that your heart was in good hands, take it all the way, going all state
Butterflies arise
Mesmerized by the way you say my name
Your smile lights up
looks
Like they shading my image, fuck
The seats next to my girl are taken by Logan and Nathan
I go to my mates in deep thinking 'bout how wrong she been
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