| I pull your card like a croupier, yeah
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| You’re stupid but I’m stupid-er
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| Can’t pot a ball but I snooker you
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| I’m on tilt, limping in one stilt
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| You don’t like me, but you listen to the song still (ill)
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| Suckin' titties with a bronze grill
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| Dr Scott fillin' the prescriptions in for Don Silk (what up Milk?)
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| I’m the chosen one like a Pokémon
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| Hashtag «happy», smiley face emoticon (so happy)
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| I’m sunny runny’s Rich Homie Quan
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| I don’t give a fuck but your bitch owes me one
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| I just mosey on, in the clouds watchin'
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| I know everythin' there is to know about nothin'
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| Where did all the bubbles in my Coca Cola go?
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| Je m’appelle; |
| don’t act like you don’t know me hoe
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (nah it ain’t)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (it's actually
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| quite smart)
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (philosophical,
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| conscious rap!)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (idiots)
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| Yo, I’m cold like minus 20 (yeah)
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| I like my women aged 25 minus 20
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| Plus 40, minus 20 (yup)
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| We’re all gonna die, now’s as good a time as any
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| Yup, plus there’s nothing I like on telly
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| You need drugs? |
| I need twice as many
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| Then I’ll wash it all down with a pint of Henny
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| Try snap me without sunnys, keep my face covered like I’m Kenny
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| I just wanna own a cabin in the woods, with a red neck truck with deer antlers
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| on the hood
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| My whole family are thugs
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| At the school gates tellin' kids «cannabis is good!»
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| It ain’t personal, I just hate you just because
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| Splash you with a puddle while you’re waitin' for a bus (splash)
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| Ain’t nobody catering to us, get my bitch to stomp your face in with some Uggs
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| Ya feel me?
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (nah it ain’t)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (it's actually
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| quite smart)
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (philosophical,
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| conscious rap!)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (is it?)
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| These pints runnin' through my veins got me over 'laxing
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| My lord Joey Savage got the holy packet (loud on deck!)
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| I’m smokin' carrots, doing sofa practice
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| You should go and do some yoga practice
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| I’m eatin' potent acid like it’s prophylactic (easy)
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| Young Slick Rick, I got a patch and a shoulder parrot (squar)
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| I’ve been known to be overly romantic
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| Just brought my bitch a bunch of roses and a crack spliff (happy Valentines)
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| Chronic spliff mo’fucker
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| Drinkin' Bombay, I’m on the strip mo’fucker (it's gin)
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| I took a lot of scripts mo’fucker
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| I’m the definition of off the shits mo’fucker
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| Polo goose bubble shit mo’fucker
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| Lookin' like I’m in a comic strip mo’fucker (speech bubble)
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| Am I the goodie or the villain?
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| .45 in the trench, you could make a good decision
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (nah it ain’t)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (it's actually
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| quite smart)
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| I don’t ever say shit, now it’s playin' on my conscience (philosophical,
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| conscious rap!)
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| But everybody seems to rate it, even though it’s all nonsense (is it?) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yago , by - Cult Mountain. Song from the album Cult Mountain, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп