Rêve - Møme, Flo the Kid

See me hanging in the wild wild west

Joint in my mouth like chillin is my wild wild quest

I really do nothing except rest

Shoot my guns ride my horse I’m a wild wild mess

But Møme came to me «can we run a test?

I must confess I didn’t know that you were blessed

I heard you the only cowboy in the whole west

That can spit bars like that, that makes you the best»

Let the music go…

Let the music go…

Let let, let the music go all sick

Let the music go…

Let the music go all sick

«I have a melody for you, you’ll be killing it»

I responded that knew that while I took a hit

Breath in breath out, I’m know I’m full of shit

But I need to make a change so I’ll be killing it

See I’m feeling it, we gonna make world change

Homie I’m tellin you we gonna make this music spread

Let’s go grab a beer, the saloons are waiting

I heard they so exciting that they’ve been fighting

That they been fighting

I heard they so exciting that they’ve been fighting

And let the music go…

We been touring for some time now

And ladies been impressed in every town yo

I’m like Billy the kid, except I’m Flo

We could be anybody but he is Møme

We shoot bullets in your brain with this show

Better than Clint when it comes to the flow

I hope they’ll be telling our story somehow

Cause I’m drying this beat like I’m milking a cow

Man I think that we deserve a break

It’s time lay down light up and be fucking baked

The desert seems like a really good place

Drinkin boose, sing out loud for the outer space

Grillin Marchmallows over the camp fire

Like her legs open, my mind’s on fire

But that’s another story, so I’ll tell you later

But keep you mind open, cause that’s a best seller

Keep your mind open cause that’s a best seller

And let the music go…

Let the music go… Let let

Grillin Marchmallows over the camp fire

Like her legs open, my mind’s on fire

But that’s another story, so I’ll tell you later

But keep you mind open, cause that’s a best seller