buddhå lefløre. - g.d.g.t (good days, good times) lyrics
[intro]
y’all favorite unappreciated artist once again…
[verse 1]
ayy, let’s take it back to the old days
you know when there was smokey robinson , marvin g-ye , and the o’jay’s
always listen to them when we had our hard days
go to church and praise the lord almost every sunday
everyday after church
momma would always take us to go get a hot fudge sundae
d-mn, i miss those days but i’m all grown up
party’s in la , hennessy all in my cup
met amber rose , and she ask “do you wanna f-ck?”
i looked her up and down and said “yeah , baby what’s up?!”
she always tryna tease me
i swear this girl is freaky
what the f-ck she see in me?!
that b-tch is easy
but she d-mn sho’ know how to please me
throwing that -ss back for a check is easy peasy lemon squeezy
kickin’ b-tches out the condo like i’m f-ckin’ weezy
she gonna throw that -ss back like i’m f-ckin’ breezy
lick yo bald head like i’m motherf-ckin’ yeezy
i’m only eighteen and i’m barley f-ckin’ freaky
okay i’m done…hehe
[hook x2]
drinkin’ like there’s a message in this f-ckin bottle
thinkin’ bout f-ckin’ this f-ckin model
a lie is easy to drink
but the truth is hard to f-ckin’ swallow
[verse 2]
ayy, let’s take it back to those good times
back then when hip hop was alive with ll cool j, nas, and
busta rhymes
me and my brothers will always listen to these n-gg-s to get over our hard times
at the age of ten, i started to write down my own rhymes
it was amazing! , my mother and father couldn’t believe what they little boy was sayin’
but sadly , they took my brother serious and thought that i was playin’
feelings hurt… , but that didn’t stop me cause at the end i still put in work
but that was eight years ago
now i’m eighteen with a much better flow
my heart grew bigger when i saw my brother sittin’ front row
now we all grown up , we finally doing our own thang
but we will always be known as “undertaker and kane”
okay now i’m done…hehe
[hook x2]
drinkin’ like there’s a message in this f-ckin bottle
thinkin’ bout f-ckin’ this f-ckin model
a lie is easy to drink
but the truth is hard to f-ckin’ swallow
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