- BROCKHAMPTON I BEEN BORN AGAIN 歌詞
- BROCKHAMPTON
- Hot on the day, like Im wylin for respect
Its a three-peat, CC, *****, you in the D-League
Where you from, though,
Cant come around here, this **** is gated
We made it, happy belated, I see the race, yeah
Its better if I try not to talk about the ****
Thats always on my mind
Money on my mind (Thats right), couple hunnids at a time
Try to **** me blind, duckin down, hear me whine
We outside now (Thats right), milk carton in the back
We dont like to **** around with the ****** in the back
Pullin triggers in the light (Thats right),
Made em pray, stay bad
Ayy, Dad , Hercules want his ****** waves back,
Stay strapped (Thats right)
Dancin like a bad *****, love on top my mattress
Hope the good Lord catch this, I aint tellin backwards
Last is like an actor, Hollywood is *******
Momma in the south still, gold all in my mouth still
Rappin bout **** still, and I lease a house still
Move my ***** out still, need my nephew out here
God gave me a good deal
Miss my little ****** down low like a big wheel
*****, I wanna hit still
This **** for my part and them,
Devil keep on robbin them
Expressin for myself,
Like Im **** ** Dennis Rodman (Thats right)
Like Im Dennis Rodman
Diamond dentures for my partna dem (Thats right)
Golden rubbers from my pocket, friend
Aint no answer, thats my partna dem ( Thats right)
She so bad, I let her touch my butt (Yeah)
Merlyn, what the ****!
When I line em up,
You know that Im shootin (Thats right)
If you know I been in sewer,
You know what we doin' (Thats right)
Hit this gas, break the glass, and keep it movin'
Tell you basic *******, ' I know Im a nuisance'
Sugar, yeah, gimme some
Gimme dome, Ima smoke some
Yall aint want the smoke, been smokin
Garden gnome shrooms, yall, who is yall?
This what it mean to ball
Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La
Valet parking, drive a **** whip
But I aint broke *****
Rock my own * ***, hit my own switch
Watch the clock tick, never ran and hid
Tell it like it is
Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead
Texas till Im dead
BBQ and cornbread, like Im cornfed
Here we go again, hit em one more gain
Screw up from The Woodlands
Number six, been through hell, think Im heaven-sent
Ask the preacher man,
Said I need Jesus, like I aint know
Guess I found him, I am blessed man
Breakin dividends, let the money stack, see you copycats
I aint trippin, but copy that
Its a wrap, keep my distance
Wheres Waldo, but we winnin
Me and my dogs aint finished (Thats right)
The real know whats a billfold
You cant fold, I stay grinnin
No peekin
Go ahead and try harder
You aint gotta ask to put up with nobody
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get on your damn knees
And pray sometimes with your ********* ass
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get your ********* ass on out there
Thats all you gonna do, a ************
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
Send em-send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
Send em-send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
They aint knockin no more
They aint-they aint knockin no more
Send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
Send em-send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
Send em-send em out the door
They aint knockin no more
They-they-they aint knockin no more
They aint-they aint knockin no more
(Thats right)
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