Cinnamon Bun (Explicit)歌词-Shabazz Palaces&Lavarr the Starr

Cinnamon Bun (Explicit)歌词由Shabazz Palaces&Lavarr the Starr演唱，出自专辑《Robed in Rareness (Explicit)》，下面是《Cinnamon Bun (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

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First I put some grass in the mower

Twist it with some hash then I, then I blow it

Get the moolah, cake, dough, bread (CREAM yeah)

You can catch me vibing with the co-ed’s

Damn bro your style is so dead

And I’m bout to bust like Moët

Khai Khai dad he a poet

I’m a wipe his nose like he a coke head

I was born then the mold got broke up

(Born then the mold got broke up)

“Dog sent a tweet Ish”

So what?

Im a slice him like a knife I got more cuts

(Than him)

It’s some green in a glass jar smoke up

All the Stellies all here so we pour up

When my bro said Ishmael focus

Let’s pop some new art lets glow up

I looked at my nigga like ‘you know what’

If it’s bout a bag I show up

All the ho’s passed out and the stage got tore up

I’m super drip dipped from the floor up

Told her dance to my beat cuz it’s so tough

What did you think I'd stop bro ?

(What would make you think that?)

Shout out chino capo

(And we know you be cap)

I could wear pink I’m macho

(You know I’m a fleek Mack)

And your girl be like “that shit pop though”

(We gon’ bring the beat back)

It’s 68 France that I’m sippin’ on

Keep talking fly get flipped on

Cash in my pocket look like a brick phone

None of y’all niggas got no style

None of y’all niggas got no style

Looking like a thugged out Ken dolls

Clown niggaz you should let some kids rent y’all

Always wearing baseball hats but you 40 and you don’t play baseball

Bet a bag you’ll lose if we face off

I pour the batter in the pan then I cake off

All the Stellies in the corner like eight balls

Ay ya’ll, ay ya’ll, ay ya’ll

Shorty said I taste like a cinnamon bun

Outlaw rapper get the money and stun

Fuck you thought I was gonna say run

Why would I? Cuz you pussy and don’t want none

Don’t listen to him, he cappin’

He ain’t got a pot to piss in he’s a square

Straight L’s seven

Tell you like this

I don’t owe one nigga a red cent

Every jiggy that I’ve got was off my twist

Any nigga fuck with me he always earned

You don’t know by now I’m the don you’ll never learn

Did you make money for your folks or did you burn em

Gotta innovate in this game stay learning

School of real niggas got my cap and my gown

Gotta watch my back man it’s cappers around

Yeah yeah you was gonna do it you just never got around to it