babyface from the south - para loko lyrics
[intro]:
i’ve been runnin around on the avenue, taft in a view from afar
lazy as f-ck with no job and no b-tch and i don’t got a car
i’ve been thinking about what the f-ck imma do after school with no application to a certain location that states, “you go here and you’re making it far”
[verse 1]:
i’ve been slackin off, i’m packin up my belongings
i’m blastin off, i’m stacking up
at the moment i’m stuck as f-ck with a couple blunts
suicidal trumpet bumping, “open guts!”
f-ck boy better give me my sh-t
f-ck boy my boys gonna handle it quick
imma never let a misfit get on the guest list
check this out
coming up quick with the sh-ts and i never miss-
-a beat-
pulling out the pad and then i read
pulling out the cash and everybody look at me
pulling out the muhf-ckin’ talent
“who the f-ck is he?” that’s me with the face of the baby!
front you, better pay me
f-ck up on the daily
i might string you along as i sing you a song
all my friends tell me “end it tonight!”
[hook]:
but i remember that one time, remember the fun times
whenever the lump in my throat takes a hold of the mind the less imma wanna confess all the lies
i’m so f-cking tired, i might eat a tide pod
might even try hard to get it through to you that imma die hard
f-ck your opinion i’m bound to go in and attempt to forget this sh-t but i remember that one time, remember the fun times that we had
i never meant to f-ck it up but i did somehow
and the chance of us: very slim
somehow i never meant to be that guy and i didn’t wanna live this life
i think about it all night, but you tell me that it’s alright
[verse 2]:
back in the back of the cl-ss, my eyes on the -ss
baby come pay me a visit and prove to me that i’m not trippin rip off all the clothes and allow me to overdose on the most delicate thing i’ve ever seen, i’ve never seen anything quite as elegant or heaven sent
evident that you don’t f-ck with me cause i sell drugs to fiends
suck me up please
b-tch i be the muhf-ckin’ uh
pull up with that muhf-ckin’ ton of bud and i don’t give a f-ck
i’m the chosen one
onomatopoeia “bl!ck, blow!” in this b-tch
tricked out with the kickflip out
suck a d-ck!
i’m on a mission that consists of fishing women out the ocean with no hope
i don’t need a boat i just float
don’t call me the bloke, i just toke
overdose- you know what? f-ck an overdose!
i’m bout to overdose on hope
bout to overdose on something that they call the blow and wake up to a fuzzy stomach, b-tch i’m bussin’
i’m fronting the trusted ones ‘though i don’t wanna
marijuana everyone a wants a gram of the potent
hoping that the choke ain’t gone hold
you say dope ain’t gone hold me back, we’ll see about that
will you take me back?
[hook]:
but i remember that one time, remember the fun times
whenever the lump in my throat takes a hold of the mind the less imma wanna confess all the lies
i’m so f-cking tired, i might eat a tide pod
might even try hard to get it through to you that imma die hard
f-ck your opinion i’m bound to go in and attempt to forget this sh-t but i remember that one time, remember the fun times that we had
i never meant to f-ck it up but i did somehow
and the chance of us: very slim
somehow i never meant to be that guy and i didn’t wanna live this life
i think about it all night, but you tell me that it’s alright
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