Lyrics:
sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Let's call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles
if ya know what I mean
I then watched as one by one all the stars of TGIF went up
John Stamos was second, Bob Saget third
(I still swear this was
on some night moves like Bob Seger
High on life, right here and now
Just a little bit more than the law will allow
Marchin' to the beat of my own drum
Got
So, which one of these do you like
This lip petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-C
Which one do you like best?
You know, you
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
I'm about to take full control
Watch how I take control
I'm about to break down your door
I'm about to shake your soul
Don't want to play games no
slam earthquake trunk shake seizure
This ain't beastmode boy I'm a creature
(creature) boy I'm a creature
I said ride any track the moment
They let
a crazy girl
Oo I fell in love wit Crazy Girls
I like a crazy girl who like to shake ass
We in the section blowing bands my niggas bout a bag
Baby
out
When we poppin out
We shake the whole function
Gotta respect it
Shit could get hectic
Hate It Or Love It
Standing on couches
Standing on tables
You
Yeah, yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
to meet him, while walking round the town
Just shake him by his fat old hand and give him half a crown
His eyes will beam and sparkle and gurgle with
down
Flagrant as fuck, I'm never toning it down (yeah)
Oh, you big mad?
Why you chasin' a chick that I been had?
Took your dream girl down, yeah, I
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
you with my wang
Ya know what I'm saying?
I stuck her with my wang
She hit me in the balls
I grabbed her by her neck
And I bounced her off the walls
She
an issue
Make it hit you in the face
To wake you up
& change ya mental
Shake up the Gray area
Between ya temples
Blow ya mind
Coke-a-Cola time
Here goes
you'll be a star"
It was smoking mirrors
Running down through my veins
I kept on running downtown
Running from God's grace
Every morning I'd climb back
sat us all down
Said we was niggas and clowns but it was just love
And plus love showed me that she was a diamond
Findin' out God, took
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
time i was behind ma brain shake
you walk by blow ma mind like na earthquake
just your booty gave a brain strech marks
you can make a blind man open
a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
the stars
Right now opposing it
Heart pounds in my chest so hard
Might have a hole in it
Hold me by your strings, guitar
My trust you're throwing it
Down in
to be up by the bar cuz its easy, now come with me
shorty's looking sexy, yes indeed,
she's comin' home with me
[Cuban Link]
(verse one)
me and thugs up
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