Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Takashi Murakami, artist - 6 Dogs.
Date of issue: 22.04.2020
Song language: English
Takashi Murakami |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Around me, yeah |
Mmm, in an Audi |
Takashi Murakami, I see colors all around me |
I keep seeing stars but I’m driving in an Audi |
If you ain’t down to ride, then why are you around me? |
Money bang my line and I like how it’s sounding |
Paper towel bankroll, stacking up my bounty |
Haters see this cheese and they can’t stop frowning |
All this water on me, everywhere I go I’m drowning |
Murakami pillow, living life so comfy |
I’ma whip a shooting star, I feel like I’m Kirby |
Racks in my skinny jeans, now they lookin' curvy |
Chain like a blizzard, and my wrist like a flurry |
I don’t have a chauffeur, I do all of the skrrting |
Yeah, I bet a hundred K I’ma have a private jet this year |
Sit back, put my feet up in the stratosphere |
They ain’t making tryouts, told 'em try again next year |
Big water like swimwear |
Takashi Murakami, I see colors all around me |
I keep seeing stars but I’m driving in an Audi |
If you ain’t down to ride, then why are you around me? |
Money bang my line and I like how it’s sounding |
Paper towel bankroll, stacking up my bounty |
Haters see this cheese and they can’t stop frowning |
All this water on me, everywhere I go I’m drowning |
Murakami pillow, living life so comfy |
Murakami pillow and it came with the plushie |
Off-White Vans, off the wall like Humpty |
Are you down to ride? |
'Cause you know it get bumpy |
I don’t need a stunt double, do all of the stunting |
I’ma stack my cake up, blow it, now it’s nothing |
I can see the fake love, your heart’s not thumping |
Rose gold wrist, why your boy look rusty? |
Thrift store fit, yeah, I smell a lil' musty |
Flowers, be Murakami |
Won’t stop, won’t stop coming in |
Murakami flowers |
For all, for all my friends |
Takashi Murakami, I see colors all around me |
I keep seeing stars but I’m driving in an Audi |
If you ain’t down to ride, then why are you around me? |
Money bang my line and I like how it’s sounding |
Paper towel bankroll, stacking up my bounty |
Haters see this cheese and they can’t stop frowning |
All this water on me, everywhere I go I’m drowning |
Murakami pillow, living life so comfy |