| Collect jewels, I collect jewels, I collect jewels
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| Must have pirate in my veins? |
| Why? |
| Why?
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, you’re staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the.
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Yeah, I am not your son, I am not your father
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| Jumping out the Charger or the kiwi Aston Martin
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| Kobe Bryant jewels, Kobe steak for brunch
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| I done got drunk of Versace berry punch
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| Punch drunk sober switching lanes in Bugatti
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| Big body blunts, trunk doing karate
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| Fifth do Jin-jits, I can set pick
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| Watch me screen and roll with narcotics in your system
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| Got cocaine in my system, seats hieroglyphin'
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| I ain’t even tripping, got my name in the stitches
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, you’re staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the.
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Pull up at the light, syrup up in a Sprite
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| Medusas in my sight, that’s just off slight
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| You think I’m your son, I’m more like your dad
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| Choppin' down the ave., balling like the Cavs
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| Might just pull up in a droptop
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| Like it’s fresh out the chop shop
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| So cold, but the block’s hot
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| Heating up just like a crock pot
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| Stare at the sun with 'Sace's on
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| Speeding like I’m on the Autobahn
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| Getting it and I got it gone
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| I’m balling so hard on you mighty
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| Hey, yeah, robins hanging on my ass
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| Out here chasing all this cash
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| Yeah, just to add it to my stash
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| Yeah, aye, but I might just drop scream
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| Drop trip Whoopi
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| Ball like Hakeem, wow
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, you’re staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the.
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, Versace shades cool me down
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| Swear to God I’m the king, I think I deserve me a crown
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| Smoke go to my lungs, xanny dancing on my tongue
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| I don’t even do it often, but right now I’m having fun
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| I just copped me some new Ye
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| Contemplated on some new J’s
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, dressing all white like an angel
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| Diamonds dancing like they tango
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| Drippin paint like a paint show
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| My neck shine like a rainbow
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| Versace vision, I’m a visionary
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| Wait, God, I’m a missionary
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| Rollie saying it’s my time, that’s the word in the dictionary
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| Homie really got me high rolling
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| Burning gas get my eyes swollen
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| I told my nigga RiFF drive the wave of drought told me to blindfold 'em
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, you’re staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the.
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
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| I am not your son, staring at the sun
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| Staring at the sun, staring at the sun |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Staring at the Sun , by - Riff Raff. Song from the album Balloween, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп