cypher clique - freetown lyrics
[intro: mic anthony]
when i get back from california i’m trynna hang out with you
i’m trynna f-ck around with you
i’m trynna sip brown with you
i’m trynna drown in you
yadamean!
all day long
yo! hey!
[hook: mic antony]
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run the town
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
[verse 1: mic anthony]
all day long (gimmie mine!)
i be on that marijuana
everybody know a n-gg- really love the ganja
everybody know i’m popping like pills n-gg-
do it for the thrills n-gg-, liquor gives me chills n-gg-
and i’m ill n-gg-, gotta keep it real n-gg-/
a lot rappers out here do it for clout
i swear to god me and my dawgs we do it for self
like gotd-mn man
you be putting them to sleep like the sand man
i’m the man man
got got got gotd-mn man
swear to god we just sticking to the d-mn plan
cypher clique ain’t a one man band stand
i got liq to hit, i mean i really got chicks get
i mean i even got spliffs to split
[hook: mic antony]
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run the town
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
[verse 2: e]
i feel lavish
i feel like i’m the lead, i’m the captain
i’m a beast, i’m a savage
and roll up like a carpet, aladdin
pull up to the house like a movie star flashing
which one these jawns ima crash in?
i’m trynna get to you like my back end
and i don’t f-ck around like a f-cking drake accent
[verse 3: relay]
probably with your shawty up in soho
making all the runs, call her flo-jo
wanted me to trick? that’s a no no
baby you a brat, no so-so
ever since a youngin’, followed bro code
rookies never chilled where the pros go
got it off the rip if the dough’s slow
ace hood, everyday’s go mode
[hook: mic antony]
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run around
we could run around. we could run the town
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
i could f-ck around. you could f-ck around
[outro: e]
awww man
another hit from the cypher clique
mixed by the guy jon cambry
i can’t let my grandmama listen to this sh-t!
but the groupies might
aye, aye, aye
we could f-ck around, i might f-ck around
we gon’ f-ck around, you can do it now
you can do it, why not do it now?
if you do it now, i can do it now
…yeah!
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