Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song #noshirton, artist - MOD SUN. Album song BB, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
#noshirton |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Feeling myself, baby, you know how the shit go |
Now I’m getting so high, riding like she so low |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
I got tats on my chest, gotta let that shit show |
Yes I am happy to be here, that’s just how I feel |
I got enough energy for This whole damn, world |
I couldn’t change the color of your mourning just like |
I got, I got, I got a lot of plans to change a lot |
I got some thoughts about the way they making us, and so |
Goddamn dangerous, become an activist |
I might save us all, in Mod we trust |
I’ma buy a hippy bus, fill that thing up with some kush |
That love not lust, so |
I’m gonna, what’s not to bust |
There’s only one way to roll it up |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Feel like myself, baby, you know how the shit go |
Now I’m getting so high, riding like she so low |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Feeling myself, baby, you know how the shit go |
Now I’m getting so high, riding like she so low |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Hair blowing in the wind, blowing as a bimbo |
Eyes got a smile, that’s a permanent dimple |
Why you make so hot look so simple? |
When you gonna get the hint though? |
You could be the one to solve all your issues |
Who give a fuck if they diss you? |
But y’all you wish you special, you see |
I only cry tears of joy |
I got some mouths to feed, some friends to employ |
It’s starting to annoy me |
Every time I hear somebody in my ear bringing bad vibes near |
I’ma buy a hippy bus, fill that thing up with some kush |
That love not lust, so |
I’m gonna, what’s not to bust |
There’s only one way to roll it up |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Feeling myself, baby, you know how the shit go |
Now I’m getting so high, riding like she so low |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |
Feeling myself, baby, you know how the shit go |
Now I’m getting so high, riding like she so low |
No shirt on, head hanging out the window |