Lyrics:
for your soul
You know how the game goes, slang to get cheese
And speak in Chinese, everybody gains the same dough
Get your shit scarred fucking with
gyal fi get bun
Pretty face, Chinese bangs, and one bun
Cute likkle miss, mi waistline a twist
Gimme way, bet me back up and bubble pno this
Look
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
of dawning
He keeps ringing up, she
Keeps hanging up, oh what a fool
She is the best friend, of a ex girlfriend
Of a old school friend, who is the close
and on beat, old school like beat street
I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat
Verse two: timbaland
I'm up on this track, like pam grier in movies
Like a Chinese proverb
We were always searching
Nightlife´s a no-win but nobody noticed
How we killed off the bottles
Looking good on the surface
Smokin' on this potent, feelin' like I'm floatin'
Lookin' like I'm Chinese cause my eyes are barely open
Weed in my king size and right beside me got that
the Chinese life
Some men kneel and pray
Ooh well I like women and I like wine
And I've always liked it that way
Always liked it that way
I can't dig it,
be smokin' nigga
Smokin' on this potent, feelin' like I'm floatin'
Lookin' like I'm Chinese cause my eyes are barely open
Weed in my king size
a disrespectful way
But Columbine happens in the ghetto every day
When the shit goes down why'all ain't got nothing to say
He kicked the old lady's door in,
I just wanna live laugh love, take it easy
Stop romanticizing love, it will kill me
I've been feeling way too old
Now for way too long
Need to take
It's Tuesday night
You know I'm 'bout to get high as fuck
Order dinner
Chinese food and I'm 'bout to grub
I'm hot and ready
But there's one thing
old shit we way passed it
Look me in my eye dawg you know ian average
I ain't trippin bout no old shit we way passed it
Blanking on these beats I don't
Yo!
Yo Boy Exicition B!!
And kash Pleen
(Yea)
Round large hat with a golden round glass
Faded grey sleeves and a green belly bottom
Old grey shoes
You don't need some Chinese app to connect with human beings
Yeah don't forget
Your neighbors are threats
And only communists want unity
Cuz
ain’t lyin' bout this shit
I just tell her how it is (let’s go)
Pulled up, hopped out
Tell me where you going (Uh, huh)
Bust out bleedin' in a old school
yeah, true
RR: I'm just
Whatever I looked up to be when I was 3 or
4 years old and I didn't even know it!
AR: What's that? A rapper?
AR: Oh, they got
don't take that train
I hear it said we're headed too far south
Chinese whispers go by word of mouth
Rules for every size and shape
The nag has
truth
Beyond your latest ad campaigns
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with Chinese lamps
He saves what others throw away
He
in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow, please let me
town
With a big old bag of weed
Taylor Gang, we ain't in your faculty
Me and Snoop Dogg, we created a masterpiece
Smoke all day and I'm makin' this cash,
were the same
I see the old me in new cats in the game
Drop some loose change on some clothes I can't pronounce
Gun so muhfuckin' big you gotta crouch
in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow, please let me
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