Lyrics:
I walk to the club in the 60's
I'm six inch deep
"Why dog?" i'm the shit bruh
(Dog I'm the shit bruh)
I war with the scrubs it's sickening
Sick six
come home
Or Would you call me the phone
You gotta work OT come on
Game time time time is on hold
I guess it's time to put on a show
Like 60s sex sounded
turn up on some 60s shit
Free love, free drugs, on some hippy shit
Feeling psychedelic on some 60s shit
Dread head, Dead Head on some trippy shit
He came out of Erie, Pennsylvania
Guitar in his hand
Travelled down south from Trawna
Ridin' an old Greyhound
He loved his 60's music
Those swirlin'
love it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee
Feminismus-affin
Aber haben in ihrem Team und als Feats nur Schwänze (hahaha)
Ey, black Benz swerved wie 'n Frisbee (Frisbee)
Mood S. Rüger in 60s (ey)
Sie
don't need an upgrade (to be happy)
I don't need looks that won't fade
I don't need to get paid (to be happy)
Hippies in the 60's
Wore flowers in
on and on again
Where I want to be alone
While I'm drinking
While I'm watching
Television
I'm watching
I'm watching
I'm watching
I'm watching
60's t.v.
I'm
feel like an outlaw without a past
I was the culprit in a popular movie
To hang out on what's left from the 60's
Let's pick it up where we left
Will
And asked us for some cash cause he was down on his luck
Shit heads get shit on, the past gets buried
The delinquents of the 60's get burned and set free
the 60's
My wrist all frozen like my mans Walt Disney
Love my time on earth to death but I gotta go
I'll see you in the 80s with the same meaty flow
Ey
listening to shit
I see buggets all on my neck and my wrist
Young nigga smooth with the moves
Swear im the 60s the way that i groove
I seen you snooze
stuff out of mountains
To power this city
We've been screaming through outer space
Since the 60's
But I'm not brave enough to tell you how much you lit
Like it’s the 60s
Leather jackets and mini skirts
Dancing all night to records
Won’t you stay with me
I’ll never leave here without ya
Singing to Frank
Later on, on the lawn, on a call with my mom
The sun was out and spouting UV, like a groovy 60s movie
And I stop to hesitate and waver in a delay
I
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, naw
Live among these
in the 90's
Lived life care free
Hr loved the 60's
More than the 00's
And then when he reached 40
He then suddenly changed
He met a white girl
Much
Never even had a day below 60s
You can take your frozen toes
Ill just keep my swimming pools
Tonight is Christmas Eve
Tomorrow we'll go to the beach
We'll
Like a gift that's underneath the trees
Give yourself to the 60's played on the radio
I tell you nothing but you already know
There would be nobody
sissys
Shout out to the Billys
Nah I don't bang but rollin wit 60s
Street shit is in me
Shootin my gun til its all the way empty
Nigga don't temp me
Or I'm
School is out, riding round
Girls walk by, sun is out
Catch a smile, red light
I take her out, all night
Cause we're falling in love in the 60's
Driving thru 60s
Got my bitches with me
Gotta move quick
Yeah I gotta move swiftly
Cause there's niggas on streets
They got families to feed
They
interest
Quote it, scream it, yell it, pin it
Just like its Pinterest
We smoking like some hippies
We rollin like the 60s
Throw a party for your pity
That
the fire as I sing our classic tunes
These 60s songs got me feeling so in love
Transported in a candlelit room
All my worries fly away like turtle doves
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