- polo jeans (feat. Earl sweatshirt) 歌詞 Earl Sweatshirt Mac Miller
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- Earl Sweatshirt Mac Miller
- Yeah, no fucks when I go nuts
Give no fucks when I go nuts
Cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa
Yeah
I give no fucks when I go nuts
Cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa, dead
Woke up from a coma
Poured up with a soda, smoked, went back to bed
Never thought Id be such a loner
I tell my bitch that I fuckin own her
My neighbors daughter just got a dog
Ima run it over, Im a fuckin soldier
So cold, bruh, fuck pneumonia
All my bitches got love for Sosa
I just wanna fuck Rosa Acosta
Then disappear in Southern California
Strung out til the night, Im chillin
Everybody worried that the lights might kill em
Uh, feel ya sight slippin
Long lines of those white women
Im with the homies, bump Counting Crows
Just went through a half ounce of coke
Blood pourin all out my nose
Dont tell my mom I got a drug problem
Im fuckin highly publicized
When the sun go down, I come alive
Cause the guns go off in the summertime
Guns go off in the summertime, blaow
This another motherfuckin rap song
Broke and crazy, rich and famous doesnt last long
Spent all my cash on a broken dream
Went from weed and liquor to the coke and lean
All-all-all I gots this mansion and this potpourri
But dont I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?
Dont-dont-dont I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?
Whoa
La, la, la, la
Polo, Polo, Polo
La, la
Polo, Polo
Polo, Polo
La, la
Polo, Polo
La, la
I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper
And lately, I dont like shit, I been inside on the daily
Gettin wasted as the time that Im spendin high and sedated
Im puttin five in his face, because we dont buy into bullshit
As soon as its flashin lights then its kush to hide in the bushes
I do this shit out of spite cause theres niggas that overlooked me
Forever, Im more content with dark and stormier weather
Flip the fuckin cross on your rosary, we supposed to be better
But heres a toast to your efforts
And dont approach me with nothin that isnt money or breakfast
Im close to chokin a pussy, pussy
Sweaty Man, you best had bet your bottom dollar on him
With a couple niggas, weighin sess like its a lot of options
15 on me for soda and swishers
And whos the shit, a bag of chips and a colon decleanser?
Im over bitches tryna act like I owe em a picture
Rather introduce these hoes to Vince who could show you a pistol
Listen, S.T. was the older initials
Bend rap game tighter than boa constrictors
Rollin stone like a boulder ravin, Im so impatient and goin dumb
As disclosin my fuckin home location to total strangers
No love in my heart for coppers, blood from my lungs on the sink
Cashin out off the garments, the artist, fuck what you think
The skyll turn black and the carriers could pick
And my flesh, when I rest, tell em bury me adrift
This another motherfuckin rap song
Broke and crazy, rich and famous doesnt last long
Spent all my cash on a broken dream
Went from weed and liquor to the coke and lean
All-all-all I gots this mansion and this potpourri
But dont I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?
Dont -dont-dont I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?
Whoa
La, la, la, la
Polo, Polo, Polo
La, la (its an official)
Polo , Polo (drug user)
Polo, Polo
La, la (solo)
Polo, Polo (its Ab-Soul, you can check, listen)
La, la (yo!)
Yeah
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