Holla (Explicit)歌词由Wessy Maf演唱,出自专辑《Back to God (Explicit)》,下面是《Holla (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
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Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk
Left for strays
But mom won't
Let me have any
Cola mixed with antidotes
My bestie, didn't have any
Paki said he suicidal
Told him he please
Don't go nowhere
Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk
Left for strays
But mom won't
Let me have any
Kinda pressed I could
Not kill that paki
He went too early
What I do now?
These shots you was
Handing got my soul perky
Psychedelic rap at age 14
Best thing ever introduced
Mix a vibe with inebriation
Now a paki too
Into riding loop de loops
Met a baddie on the peak of fall
Fell in love without
A bitch having a clue
Now she hold my hand
When we walk together
Might have to drop
That bitch next Tuesday
I'm too into this lifestyle:
Mainly rap fame and gang ties
I dropped affiliations with real pakis
To mosh with pakis who sold lies
Write a letter to a ride or die
And if they don't reply
Then we gonna have to slide
If you can entertain
Like forensic science
They say desi paki can survive, yuh
Way too sexy, bringing danger
Like a Carlione
No buenos came with me
Get this ego out my head
Or blast my fucking dome
No whizzos came with me
Scar faced that's two Pacinos
Live like daddy worked in Cupertino
We were right near the action was:
Computer science
And shooter key notes
Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk, left for strays
But mom won't let me have any
Cola mixed
With antidotes my bestie, d
Idn't have any
Paki said he suicidal
Told him he please
Don't go nowhere
Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk, l
Eft for strays
But mom won't
Let me have any
Kinda pressed
I could not kill that paki
He went too early
What I do now?
These shots you
Was handing got my soul perky
Skylights, storms
Hot rods and smokas
I turn my back
I could think where the dead go
But who accounts where man at
That mirror show an isotope
The next chapter not my climax
My shelves got dust
Where I'm saving space
For my first plaque
Right now I sleep late
Thinking bout changing my ways
My dream state come a nightmare
When I come awake
I walk through my neighborhood
My mom said be safe
To clear my head took like two hours
I should've just gotten baked
Sweaty palms
Cold too
Dress me up with some gloves
Pandemic era with a mask on
Please don't call no cops
Like when we was playin
In front of the school yard
And 5 12's pulled up
Reality not like a show
Crazy shit happens
N nobody jumps
Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk
Left for strays
But mom won't
Let me have any
Cola mixed
With antidotes my bestie
Didn't have any
Paki said he suicidal
Told him he please
Don't go nowhere
Smoke something
Drums bugging
Drugs bumming
Soul plumbing
Bowl of milk
Left for strays
But mom won't
Let me have any
Kinda pressed
I could not kill that paki
He went too early
What I do now?
These shots you
Was handing got
My soul perky