Lyrics:
and the color is blue
They say I'm an opp so I laugh and I move
OA on the spot so I made me a few
Run up the pot just in case of them pigs
Get me some money
marzenia w rapie stawiam na true school
DDA Richi Rich w dorosłym życiu luz blues
Nie obwiniaj mnie za życie bez smaku jak Kus Kus
Ty nie pozwól by
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm
Ooh
Blue jeans and a ripped T-shirt
Blood stains in the 10-seater
Beat down 'cause you know we are
Coming around again (coming around again) yeah
living in hell
But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail
And we know black and browns ain't living as well
All things ain't pink brah
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
(Uno, two, tres, four)
I can't hop in the ride right now 'cause there's blue lights flashing (blue lights flashing)
And if that's jakes in
hoe, hunnid racks on my jeans
That's my hoe, my ice filled with P's
That's my hoe, that's my coupe, European
No, I don't want you to leave
California
But I'm shy
The nice guy
And they say we finish last
But by the end of this glass
It's a thing of my past
Cause I know what I want
It's your flaunt
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance
ticket in one hand
In her new blue jeans
Evangeline is on the roam
Just barely seventeen
When she left home
Don't know where she is
Or where
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
in blue jeans with a daisy in her hair
I walked over to her and introduced myself
I said, "Now that we know each other
If your not with someone else,
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
With your brown eyes
And your blue jeans
I heard the chiming of the clocks
Kick out the shifting
Shuffling rhythm of your docs
Hit the road with my
And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns
Trust me I know
And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns
Trust me I know
at the party don't be wildin' out
I been sippin' on the Wock got me tired out
These not regular jeans these is Mike Amiri's
I been servin' beans bro why he
Dive in that pussy girl know how I’m movin’
Overseas Drip she ain’t never seen a shoota
Ice Cream jeans we ain’t shoppin on computers
Born with the style
to yo girl
And my head stayin by her thighs
9 Months from now gon leave her wit a lil suprise
Took too many xanny's that I thought I could fucking fly
Blue skies and the sun was burning down
In a southern small town
Well I was only fifteen
When I fell in love with a big dream
I met a girl outside
and go play in Kyoto
This bitch rockin Ksubi jeans
I know she not new to things
She just called her friend she not fuckin me solo
I done pulled
Baguettes all on my fingers got bitch feenin'
Baguettes all on my bitch got a bitch wet dreamin'
Two K for the jeans you can tell by the seams
Shawty
I'm on to finer things
Past them demon dreams
Now I stitch a track together like the seems of jeans
Used to pitch a pack like the scenes we see
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