AyyeDees Session (feat. Sammy Mac)
Duby Rodgers
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
So how'd ya get me? I'm walking through my city Got a pocket full of bud feeling like a black hippy Blowing sticky, sipping whiskey, getting frisky with a broad or three Met a couple rappers but them jokers ain't as hard as me Another ballad for ya soul to take a hold of In recovery these instrumentals getting no love No hugs, just drugs I'm high enough to watch the Earth spin Duby Concertos composing classics like I'm Gershwin Earth Wind in my lungs eat a beat exhale the flames Since I dropped DAFT nothing else has been the same But I maintain, kick game, new name Call me Mr. Rodgers whooping ass in joggers like I was Liu Kang Elevation is needed for me to remain peaceful Take the words I spit, display it up on the easel Use the booth as a cathedral, protected myself from evil See I'm like a martyr, I do this shit for all people We gotta rise up, expose the real reject the fake If I should die before I wake and bake, I hope Danae is straight My parents safe, my bro's awake and I can travel along Jotting the illest lines to a classic rap song Hit the bong in my memory, rap along with me to remember me It's Duby Rodgers fucking up the energy Coolest enemy with preaching tendencies I know they sick of me I vomit lyrics til I hit the nth degree, please I hit these people with a brand new flow, a funky riddim And the lyrics so sharp, might cut ya tongue up if ya spit em Jazz session with the AyyeDees, known the drive the culture crazy Bout to fade out to Hawaii, blend souls with a ukulele Who can tame me? Nobody, I'm on the loose, I sip the goose Diagonal moves like Bishop, cause Duby got the juice A Nubian Zeus, I pull up anywhere and shock the system Voice is smooth and recognizeable got ya lady smitten Attention all rappers, I'm here to bring the pressure They said it makes a diamond so let's see who tryna catch up I'll be waiting at the line where the finishers be About that action call me Jackson as I'm Pollock dripping on the beat Too unique to be critiqued Hit the doobie ain't seen my feet in many moons Ladies'll swoon once I hit my peak Speaking from a soul prolly old as Barney Rubble Betty by my side always down to ride the Duby shuttle Yeah these niggas bogus and I know this, I'm just coastin my coast Turn ghost like a locust that's how focusing goes At the most I'm winter solstice when it comes to these hoes Had the highest of the highs and my lowest of lows I want the smoke lyrical GOAT, tears fill up the boat Grab hold the trunk bumps Anita, an old soul And old souls get rocked quick, quick to yap and talk shit Cause they don't understand the young man's a prophet Uneasy and I'm nauseous and I ain't on the market You may sell ya soul before you even reach your target So listen up, in the trenches they tensing up Bendin bucks to let loose cause f*ck it living sucks I'm pissing blunts and smoking brews Life is sometimes misconstrued Picking up the pieces makin' moves Cause thats what winners do Bite like Cleveland winters chew Deep like roots and splinters fool If im up at the top it ain't no way that you is coming thru
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"AyyeDees Session (feat. Sammy Mac) Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 27 Apr. 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/3668286/Duby+Rodgers/AyyeDees+Session+%28feat.+Sammy+Mac%29>.
Discuss the AyyeDees Session (feat. Sammy Mac) Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In