Lyrics:
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Word
Uh, uh
European size, that's a 42 (42)
Left from the scene being cordial (yeah)
European bitch paying more than you
diem on Madonnas
From a European, I'mma be in for a millennium
New York cat with some tie-dye, smokin' grass singin' la la
Decades pass and they fly by,
European kicks
Matching my fabrics
Shit I'm trying to add it
Luxurious dreams
But you couldn't imagine
Give no fuck bout a nigga opinion
I see through
A little blind spider took the wheel
Navigatin' grass blades completely by feel
Got a sassy chassis, sparkle in the sun
All four small bald fat
A little blind spider took the wheel
Navigatin' grass blades completely by feel
Got a sassy chassis, sparkle in the sun
All four small bald fat
Whispering, "beat, beat, beat, beat, beat"
What's it gonna take for you to let me inside?
Man, I'm standing on your lawn and the grass is on fire
When I
that bottle pour it up now
Got broken glass up in my pocket
Roll that grass let's get it popping
Throw it up now what's up now, I seeing double, too
and move on nigga
I admit I done made a few mistakes
Young nigga I'm just tryna find my place
Since my birth I've never felt safe
The grass grew now we
Ain't got no bluegrass, under my feet
Just got that dune grass, and the deep blue sea
My Mother Ocean, she's calling me
Son of a sailor, I'll always
moon (doo doo)
Would rise above the dune (doo doo)
While Tony's Beach Saloon (doo doo)
Rocked with an old-time tune (doo doo)
We'd sing a song
moon (doo doo)
Would rise above the dune (doo doo)
While Tony's Beach Saloon (doo doo)
Rocked with an old-time tune (doo doo)
We'd sing a song
the best grass, I ask...
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice? (uhh)
Look but don't touch, muthafucker think
That old Bilbao moon, I won't forget it soon
That old Bilbao moon, just like a big balloon
That old Bilbao moon would rise above the dune
While
Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch
Keep bangin' on the wall
Keep bangin' on the wall
Of fortress europe!
2022 -a new european order
Robot guards patrolling the border
the homeless lad, I'm the orphan child, leaves of grass sewn through my hair
Yeah, me and old Walt Whitman, we're the men from god knows where
I've rode
Asparagus, grass, esparrago and spargel
The word asparagus is rooted to ancient Greek
Where the word asparaphargos can be identified in various literature with
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a
Getting wiser, getting older
The real reason why we're still here, we're still here
Who we
Do we
Opus MC's,
Ok
The way kids are living is 100 percent European
African boys and girls
Set down your Nintendo joysticks right now
Unplug the television
School of Business School
[Plain grass, feet] to walkin'
Hitching
Blazers
Builders
Tryna find a job
The jumped up prats
Birmingham Business School
As the tree stands up and calls "July"
And the dust of hope in the
Bottom of paper cups along
With small spiders that have names
Like ancient European cities
mother fucker I don't need class
All this grass is greener so come and get that green grass
If you're horny we could head over to
Dick's Sporting Goods
In
the water, masked-taped to my Europeans
Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the projects
Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit
For
say
Let your love grow tall
Let your love grow tall
Tall as the grass in the meadow?
Or the dunes on the shore?
Like the buildings in the city?
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