Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Three, artist - Chill Bump.
Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Song language: English
Three |
I… recall being young and depressed |
I… would get beat up in recess |
I… started rap when I was a weak mess |
I would rhyme to evacuate unreleased stress |
I… got good, left Mama’s sweet nest |
We… then toured, got money, we blessed |
Now… my broad got double D breasts |
We in the club poppin all the bubbly left |
Now — We got passport stamps and visas |
Now — When we land we got fans to greet us |
We just hang with mean ass bands and divas |
Smoke grams of weed up til we have amnesias |
Now — we get tanned on sandy beaches |
Now — eat grand and fancy cheeses |
Relax in suites that are damn prestigious |
Too late bitch, you cannot have this penis… |
Stupid |
You could have blown me but you blew it |
Stupid |
You could have blown me but you blew it |
You… used to set true barriers |
You… Acted like our superiors |
You… never took us too serious |
I… could really feel a fool’s weariness |
We… shine and tour now you cheer for us |
You… even buy a few beers for us |
What? |
We meant to be friends? |
Well, you clearly just |
Fools… hypocrites and true idiots |
Yeah bitch, you now adore me |
But when I was a child you’d doubt me shorty |
You ignored me when I was wild and horny |
When all I could share was an ounce and forty |
Well fuck y’all sevens, I’m out of your league |
I’m with seven tens now in crowded Orgies |
Getting blown when stoned on tylenol 3 |
Living life to the limit. |
These rounds are on me! |
Stupid |
You could have blown me but you blew it |
Stupid |
You could have blown me but you blew it |