Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song With J, artist - Specifics. Album song II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think Twice
Song language: English
With J |
Intro: Jesse Maxwell |
Yeah, Specifilics, the Jonez, yo |
Verse 1: Jesse Maxwell |
Ayo the buzz in the air got my hair smelling like the weed does |
And it creeps up slow |
Where’d the weekend go? |
Baby’s mama straight broke her water on the dance floor |
Check my answering machine, the rainforest called, they want they trees back |
I’m-a see y’all when I see y’all |
With the peace signs and the denim Levi’s |
They don’t realize, they don’t realize |
Why you gunna say we tight? |
Got peeps at my crib each night that |
Bring the beef just to eat right |
Freestyle this one I revised |
Snowdrifting on coolbrook mountainsides |
Lo-fi so gimmie the hi-five |
If you gotta reach out hit me on the land line |
When we bump she tell me bump it up a notch |
And when we jump she tell me jump a lil higher |
When we chill, well she say that’s Maxwell |
She knows the deal so i’m not that ill |
Sippin ice wine wit the infidels |
Had the room spinning like a carousel |
Yo the drink drinks me good, and the smoke smokes me well |
But it don’t do no good |
The drink drinks me well, and the smoke smokes me good |
It’s all good ya’ll it’s all good |
Hook: Golden Boy |
The drink drinks me good, and the smoke smokes me well |
The drink drinks me good, and the smoke smokes me well |
Chorus: Jesse Maxwell |
If you love house parties, hate goin home |
Ain’t worth a dollar if it don’t get you stoned |
Sleeping with a stranger, better than alone |
But I can’t feel a thing with this rubber on my dome |
No I can’t feel a thing with this on my (no I) |
With this on my (no I) |
Can’t feel a thing with this on my (no I) |
With this on my (no I) |
Verse 2: GoldenBoy |
Peep the changeling, street sighting kicking out a cable or a string |
We the crystal |
Formulate a stable through some principles |
Goldenboy practice mad chords on the ingwie original |
Freeze any time we meet like cold and wet greet annual |
I learned how to rap throwing out the fuckin manual |
Skills like Wayne who probably flip a long manual |
Crews slip and look as if they’re rolling up the windows |
Winter’s warm, let the wind blow, smell the promo |
Indo swishers burn fast, tell em our swishers built to burn slow |
Let the wind blow, smell the promo, check the porno film collect |
Sold at discount, off the cris let the kids out |
Start to disco in hotels with bottles in the ice pail |
Thong song accapella cisco |
My silhouette’s been shown |
Upon peeps who always make it physical |
Those that’ll try to finish it critical hit |
We on a mission never even tripping over brawl site |
Shorty on arm party all night |
Chorus: Jesse Maxwell |
If you love house parties, hate goin home |
Ain’t worth a dollar if it don’t get you stoned |
Sleeping with a stranger, better than alone |
But I can’t feel a thing with this rubber on my dome |
No I can’t feel a thing with this on my (no I) |
With this on my (no I) |
Can’t feel a thing with this on my (no I) |
With this on my (no I) |
Hook: Golden Boy |
Ayo the drink drinks me good, yo the smoke smokes me well |
Ayo the drink drinks me good, and yo the smoke smokes me well |
Chorus: Jesse Maxwell |
Can’t feel a thing with this rubber on my (no I) |
Can’t feel a thing with this rubber on my (no I) |
Can’t feel a thing with this rubber on my (no I) |
With this on my |