| Room spin it, stuck on the couch
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| Can’t think about nothing but we
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| It’s a cloudy day, it’s a cloudy day.
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| Just another cloudy day
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| Just lost in my thoughts,
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| Don’t care about all but me
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| It’s a cloudy day.
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| What’s the four cast, I tell the broke bitch get me more cash
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| And throw me piece signs when I roll pass
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| I’m ridin' dirty plus a shit ain’t got no tags
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| That’s all bad like pretty girl with no adds I’m old fashion
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| Money stackin the weed I’m passing, is top shelf
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| I ain’t never had a bag I couldn’t sell I couldn’t do it well
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| Mister always got something new to sell
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| Better feel Benz and make a movie tell what shakes on
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| I’m asking baby girl what’s the new cover honey
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| I’m in my table just fucking off the trug money
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| My little humb boy trust in the plug from me
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| Fuck the ground any cut to hide slug from me
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| Flaughty days the sky’s gray I’m just chillin
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| Watch the fame doubt that’s the none feeling
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| And I ain’t satisfied with just one million
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| I need a hundred more and I’m gonna get it
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| Room spin it, stuck on the couch
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| Can’t think about nothing but we
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| It’s a cloudy day, it’s a cloudy day.
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| Just another cloudy day
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| Just lost in my thoughts,
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| Don’t care about all but me
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| It’s a cloudy day.
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| We rollin up these roll papers, we on cookies we on kay kays
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| Roll joints and we get hit as snookies hair
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| We make the room, we take the room and glow it down
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| And turn it in two that cloudy white air
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| My bitches they smoke too and got bitches who got bitches and got bitches
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| And these bitches is down for the turn up, role up
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| Light up, smoke up, we getting money, we ain’t no dummy
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| So get them oddy as I’m getting us right there,
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| I’m on some kushy not some full shit, but I do this I ain’t that green
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| I make that green, ride the green fool
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| I instagrams, and sixta grams and roll them three joints
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| Fool and now that two grams of insta win is three times is hot
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| Like… high, school
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| They call me Tooth I got swag is in the bag you call me
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| Guess what, I will be right there
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| Room spin it, stuck on the couch
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| Can’t think about nothing but we
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| It’s a cloudy day, it’s a cloudy day.
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| Just another cloudy day
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| Just lost in my thoughts,
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| Don’t care about all but me
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| It’s a cloudy day. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cloudy Day , by - Berner. Song from the album Urban Farmer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп