Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tweeterz, artist - Ohbliv. Album song Give Thanks, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.05.2019
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
Tweeterz |
| Hey cleanse your soul, be worth your weight in gold, the way the story goes |
| The oracle, pulled some pedal strings, control was who controlled it, |
| it was a setup |
| The moorish princess sticks in the getup on the late night, we operate from |
| satellites, master |
| Swimmin' in the rumors, we cause, clutchin' my bars, never meant to call, |
| pocket bag the rangers from the park |
| Never fall off, but never say never either, rappers forever divas, |
| roll with the punches cleanest, they called you genius |
| You stroke your ego when you want something, I see through you, |
| self-explanatory, fuck the gurus, use your noodles dawg |
| You taste spaghetti, ain’t no confetti, no balloons, watch how he dance around |
| this step in my tune |
| In any vote, we be the illest niggas there, you would sit in the air, |
| while all these bitches try to play with my hair |
| Desperado out of my sleeve, means gotta meet needs |
| Breathe water in dreams, lean smooth, scopin' scenes |
| Purity devoted, advanced motion, get the ball rollin' |
| Scrollin' through my news feed, get this paper, got me open |
| Black moon thieivin' in the night, we the black stars |
| Mosaic, Mozart, this shit be hard, words sparked |
| All black with mango LeBrons, I knew to play my cards |
| Since I saw them facin' bars, sneakers have been sellin' hard |
| We went to went, school was school, I met my ivy bag |
| How you mad? |
| I was gradge, she was learnin' class |
| My only effort came when the bitch was super bad |
| You hear the eighth girl, I know you see me tryna smash |
| Clearly in my element, everything is relevant |
| Made myself at home, but everywhere’s my resident |
| Sheesh, let the sheet gettin' grease, next is Venice Beach |
| Tommy Versetti gettin' feta cheese, a pound a week |
| The sky was pink and the tree sprouted mint leaves |
| Honey dew on the floor, all we see is green |
| From the south with the, a breathe of fresh air |
| What you make of this scene, 'cause our vision clear |
| 'Cause our vision clear |
| What you make of this scene, 'cause our vision clear |
| From the south with the, a breathe of fresh air |
| What you make of this scene, 'cause our vision clear, yeah |