Special sauce with the special skills The special find for the special fill A littel bit on top of but laid back cool Wind the thread from the tale spun Back on the spool Not too blue but azul
Stomping my foot with my sneak Kicking it for the back beat Fly girl undressed in the backseat I might look a sneak I won't steal a peak
Caught a glance from some good sounds Don't eat from the Ground Round Time to get up in a get up Shake your butt back down Got more vapors in action Like Halls Mentholyptus
Misted as I kiced this hold on and I'll twist it Young mother young mother Should've stayed home Poor child coming gonna be a rolling stone Wild wild the obvious child Wild tone wild eyes have miles
No brown bag today see I'm ice dogging it Catch the Cool-Aid kid I'm all hogging it Earl's got the 64 wet cause he sloshed it Christmas time comes I'm egg nogging it
Look the crook snook a hand in your pocket Took your keys then he took your wallet But you in your eyes then your head he clocked it All you could say was stop it
Fuck you and die Get away from my piece of the pie I'm past all that My eyes have miles Not necessarily clever
I bring from the soul hold my vocal Handle for a hold as I walk direct I roll for the old Never be sold out
Cause the sell won't gel I told you my clams inthe shells Already I don't sweating Just chill cuddy Celebrating
It's those doggone kids ever since They was born the shining No musically reweriting the phrase Relighting the page as the joker pays For the dare on the outside Just chops I ain't impressed
The licks are removed I just can't digest It's too artificial man I can't dig it I don't want affects So I say so on and Imma go on To the real next all wood tones
Earth home microphones I'm a rolling stone I tumble with direction a reflection From the street My drink won't dry cause I'm I Cool like the sky My eyes have milesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
