Dr. Kimble - Step Brothers

Dr. Kimble - Step Brothers

Год
2014
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
176960

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Dr. Kimble

Step Brothers

We’ve got to move these refrigerators

We’ve got to move these color TV’s

We on the move, Step Brothers

We moving in and we moving them trees

99 bottles of beer, I break all of 'em

Hard to choose one of these bitches, I’ll take all of 'em

Before I pick up the dice, I shake all of 'em

Money like leaves on trees, I rake all of 'em

Shooters in disguise, you probably mistake all of 'em

Put cookies on a sheet in the oven and bake all of 'em

'Til the bottom is crispy

Great Gatsby reflector on the Nautica, it’s flashy like a strobe light

Royal Dynasty rag wrappin' the dome tight

Locked in the middle of the crosses on my scope sight

I wrap a bundle, know how to package the dope right

You rodeo and can’t even lasso the rope right

You hear the sound of a drum if the envelope’s light

So when I come to pick up the paper make sure the note’s right

Handle dilemma, tunes familiar like the man from Ipanema

Epidemic could spread from the epicenter

We’ve got to move these refrigerators

We’ve got to move these color TV’s

We on the move, Step Brothers

We moving in and we moving them trees

You ever notice how they welcome you, invite you to sit?

It’s like the rich keep waitin' to admire they shit

If we ain’t on the same page by now, it’s never happening

Decoding all these messages is only for the passengers

Coded for the massacre when it occurs

I ain’t condoning it, best believe I’m holding them furs

For when it pops off — days wait, nights even longer

Topped off the stress, trying to make it even stronger

I’m out for this, betting chips, part of the rest

Disrespect, pardon my left

Gary Carter was a part of the Mets (Rest in Peace)

Pardon the cardigan and calling Yvette

Your camaraderie is fake as fuck, hidden in politics

Drowned in hearsay, said I’m on top of it

Said I’m a profit rich and watch the rest go

This ain’t cut from a check, this is cut from soul

Cut from the dough, now let it go

We’ve got to move these refrigerators

We’ve got to move these color TV’s

We on the move, Step Brothers

We moving in and we moving them trees

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