Nia Long - Shredders, Sims, P.O.S.

Nia Long - Shredders, Sims, P.O.S.

Альбом
Dangerous Jumps
Год
2017
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
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Nia Long

Shredders, Sims, P.O.S.

Snatch a piece and I’m never giving it back

Hold it up and keep waving it

Shoulder rubbing with aliens

Pick a poison or potion and stick with that

Knuckle up for the mania, buckle up it’s nuts

Weaving in and out of Stevens

In a mint Miata, fucked

Back seat in pajamas

Tryna find a store that’s opened up

Toss my last few dollars on the counter

Cop the stuff and rush

Find some middle 80's mom tush, full bush

Yep, soaked to the bone, full brain

Keep your shit, got my own

Own some kids 'til they own up

Some cigs 'til they smoked

Couple kicks 'til they beat

Diggin chicks if they uh…

Wake up, shit, you’re dreamin' I think

I mean you’re clearly asleep

You bout to peel the skin up clear to the meat

I’m here to defeat, it’s them or it’s me

I mean it’s me against me

I don’t think about y’all anymore

Yeah, Yeah

I’m kinda feelin' like the man (I'm kinda feelin' like the man)

Yeah, I’m kinda feelin' like the man right now (I'm kinda feelin' like the man

right now)

I’ve got to be the most raddest

Grew it all from organic

Got some green for my salad

Y’all just a bunch of GMOs

I don’t mean ya no malice

I just paint with my palette

It’s still No Kings in this palace

Let 'em know how I built my home

I wake up in the morning and big up myself

Plane now boarding, level up myself

I stay touring, ante up, what else?

What else?

What else?

I pull up in the same whip

Bumpin' my new shit

This is your brain on drugs

Everybody showin' love

Everybody showin' love

Come on stop it

I am out of mind and full of topics

Put a rhyme on any beat and rock it

Andy, he a heavy chopper

Hit 'em, leave 'em spinnin' like a helicopter

To be honest I’m a problem

Weighin' out my options, gettin' kinda heavy

Gotta pick which weight I’m watchin'

Never listen to 'em gossip column

Jockin' all the same styles

Walking in the midst of the mild I get wild

…Meanwhile

Yeah, Yeah

I’m kinda feelin' like the man (I'm kinda feelin' like the man)

Uh huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m kinda feelin' like the man right now (I'm kinda feelin' like the man right

now)

Uh huh, everybody showin' love

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m kinda feelin' like the man (I'm kinda feelin' like the man)

Uh huh

Yeah, I’m kinda feelin' like the man (I'm kinda feelin' like the man)

Everybody showin' love

I wanna shoot some like, fuckin' fake guns but my only good gun sound is

Bup!

Bup!

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