Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soup Boys, artist - Heems. Date of issue: 13.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Soup Boys |
| Indians jersey |
| and an Om on my necklace |
| Van Buren |
| I’m parked in a Lexus |
| Waiting for the man, I’m waiting for a gram |
| I’m waiting for the man to put a gram up in my hand |
| And I’m looking fresh, you’ll never find a flyer steeze |
| I’m in Richmond Hill smoking with the Guyanese |
| Hindus getting higher than a mother fucking fire kid |
| Punjabis wild |
| Shayar |
| They’re throwing stones at the Mosque |
| I’m in tune with goons that’s stoned at the Mosque |
| I’m throwing stones in the zone with my box |
| You eating stones I’m seeing drones up top |
| Like that drone cool, but I hate that drone |
| Chocolate chip cookie dough in a sugar cone |
| Drones in the morning, drones in the night |
| I’m trying to find a pretty drone to take home tonight |
| That drone cool, but I hate that drone |
| Chocolate chip cookie dough in a sugar cone |
| Drones in the morning, drones in the night |
| I’m trying to find a pretty drone to take home tonight |
| Timberlands |
| polo rugby on my back |
| I’m outside John Bowne, I’m parked in an Ac |
| I’m waiting for Jay, Jay got the yay |
| And when I see Jay all my problems go away |
| Now I’m drinking with my cousin |
| bars we bum rushing |
| Drinking White Russians with Russians |
| Flushing |
| We can tussle if they look at my cousin’s girl |
| You couldn’t last a day in Thurman’s world |
| Moving in Carlos, Carona, taper |
| If they talk about us, they about to get shanked up |
| I wake up |
| I’m listening for them to say Hindu |
| But no problem, then I do like Him do |
| I’m stoned, I’m stoned at my parent’s house |
| White boys throwing stones at my parent’s house |
| They dot-busting, hate crime, race war |
| I’m high as space dog, wild as three caged boars |
| I’m rocking |
| Nikes |
| Timeport Motorola |
| In front of Cardozo, |
| Toyota Carola |
| Puff holder, Coca Cola, Back-seat scroller |
| Back street stroller, hash-tree roller |
| Chloe bhatura eater |
| he the holder |
| He the chosen heathen, he honing in Hodo (?) |
| my Temple look like a mansion |
| Hindu centre |
| , we be praying we be dancing |
| right on Kissena |
| We rolling green up |
| Mecca to Medina |
| They throwing stones at the temple |
| Got me drinking too much, got me going mental |
| Like that Drone modest, but that drone flawed |
| All of them drones do what those drones want |
| Drones want to wild |
| and drones want to kill |
| Drones want your dome and your bone and your grill |