Lyrics:
hoes, I'm touring state to state (state to state)
Laying by the pool, your girlfriend feeding me grapes (feeding me grapes)
Gotta keep it on me, I got
getting hazier
Sitting in your room(Baby)
We dance and groove
I like how u move baby
And your my muse
I am so amused
By everything you do
You give me
the rules
But in our game, we’ll never lose
Who needs a prize when we
Riding good vibez
Show me a beat, I give you a groove
I bet all your body’s
dues.
In a world full of chaos, I'll find my own groove, I'm beating the news by singing the blues.
They say the world's gone crazy, folks losing their
Groovy Baby
It was yesterday, with the new Pink Floyd
And a text did say, oh the state of the world
There's the ruling class, and no control
You got
met you this week
Okay (K) than I, fast forward and then the day went by
No Jays (J) on feet, amazing sky, it was about 5:15
We were in line for
and Caucasian sayin'...
[Chorus: x2]
[Apldap]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up
[CHORUS x2]
[Apldap]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs cla**ified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize my every single move
But then I realized I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise when
chance to conclusion
I'm always ending up in confusion
You're always in a groove and
Get your muse on
I'm the only Space Daddy with no shoes on
Shoes on,
bout' you?
I'm dipping in my genre pool
I got a playlist that'll make you want to groove
Whether streams or physicals don't care what I'm choosing
Life's
the groove (ooh-yeah)
The bass is pumping, the lights are low (so low)
I can't resist, gotta let my body go (oh-oh-oh-oh)
[Verse]
He walks in the room, all
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
on the grind hustle state of mind
I swear, I stay on my square like I'm confined
In the rarified air surrounded by dollar signs
I swear I'm gone press it till
your own groove
The vision starts to bloom
You see you're the perfect muse
Tell 'em that just what I do
Keep dreaming in the daylight
Inspire me with
south, the dirty south [repeat 2X]
[Redd]
Down south we wear bandannas and denim suites
Down south you gone always spot us in them coupes
[Lil' Flip]
[Scarface]
Ho! It's young 'Face, slanging yay everyday
Heavyweight, got a bad bitch in every state
On the grind non-stop till I touch this cake
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
cnother day
cnother light goes out
Something to hold
Open up this flesh and bone and breath ... in this hatred
Now, this is my muse
You call it
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize my every single move
But then I realized I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise when
Let's take a look back to the 2007
The innocent sun and the summer in heaven
The long gentle nights and a girl by my side
A little bit stoned I felt
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
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