Lyrics:
Tropical vibes
Build a spilf and get high
Cutest girl by my side
Fried
Cookie bop to the sky
And I know you know
She's the one that I chose
That's
'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon
Cheifin' rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon
Through U-City back
Ayo, D, D, yo, do that (ay, man, check it out, yo)
That's just D'Angelo
Hold up, son, lemme get it right, hold up
Wanna do it again? Oh, oh, shit
checklist, to do (uh, yeah)
Quantify by no metrics, yeah, it's true
I was taught, men, they really supposed to have no feelings
But Lil Wayne said I
Boy come through and let's do
What we do in your imagination
When I'm through and let's do
What we do in your imagination
Steady on my grind I put my
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
A man can lose his past, in a country like this
Wandering aimless
Parched and nameless
A man could lose his way, in a country like this
Canyons
A man can lose his past, in a country like this
Wandering aimless
Parched and nameless
A man could lose his way, in a country like this
Canyons
Beenie Man?
Seein' something simmer in the summer, in the Beemer man
Throwin' shades, blades on the grass, gettin' greener man
Dreams getting dimmer,
imagining, endure until I grow
You're the ghost over my imagination
I am by myself I'm used to no relation
Talking to the man this is communication
Seem like
happened
Great imagination
What’s real or creation
I’ll never know by your lying habits
Jumped from the roof?
Cool story bro
Car is bulletproof?
Cool story
I’ve seen and the things I’ve done
It would defy your imagination
The things I’ve seen and the things I’ve done
Would make you want to hide or run
Man
the girls dem sugar like Beenie man
Here comes the boom
Here comes the rhythm, it shakes the room
Bucket hat so low, all you seein is me grinnin
If ya lookin
I ever see them back again
Or did they all die by my hand
Or where they killed
By the old evil ghost
Who had taken
The ocean
Of all my dreams
Runnin after money
I’m Tom it’s Jerry
Off white hoodie
Drop top hoes staring
Need two umbrellas
Tryna catch this drip
Sip lean by the line
I ain’t
And no take another look in a cookbook
Remember Moses Davis, yes Beenie Man
Inna his mouth, Lord God, put a new song
Talented excellent entertainer
Help
and take a look, I'll see you waiting
Thinking about this feeling, just hoping I could find you baby
Lazing by me not in my imagination
Want you to be here
How complete
I just got beat
By some seventh grader at chess
I even played my best
But the rest is far less than an hour from here
Some man tells me
the wig-splitters and skid bitters who gets realer
Like Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
Who got the keys to the Jeep? Sim Simmer
We never heard of yo clique but
the ghetto
We dey play do many shows
Shadawt to the elorm beenie
And the giggers on the road
Squad
So who be the bald man
Everyone here suppose to chop
Says by
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
it how it go
Real faceless man sin cara
Now I'm back around like it's karma
Karla, UB2 with some apnars
Still
Keep my faith like gurdwaras, pastors
Yo,
see the difference
Good for couple wears now the shit just turning dingy man
Screaming out who am I sounding like I'm beenie man
I don't know many men
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