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dj lucas – farm stand lyrics

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[intro]
from once you came, you once remain
+coughs+
all the major labels need to see this
dj
you know i really do it now
you got this b+tch on garageband? you going crazy
yeh
this will not end well

[chorus + dj lucas]
b+tch i talk my talk just like a poetry slam. (dj)
this is my side of the mountain, smoke a spliffy on the dam (smoke)
everyday a new town just like a person on the lam (dj)
more money more problems but i want a hundred grand (moneyyyy)
in the ballerina jacket baby do you want to dance
way before the zaza i was flipping afghan
early morning in the city driving like the trash man (nyooom)
i serve a custie on thе road, it’s like i work the farm stand (dj)

[verse + dj lucas]
this land is your land, this land is my land (it’s mine)
you know i rеally talk my talk even though they don’t understand (talk my talk)
i’m in the dark of the matinée like franz ferdinand (ahh!)
shorty look like alexandra breckenridge in she’s the man (dj)
i can’t believe that every day they think i live in fairyland (crazy)
used to wrestle with demons now i’m tryna shake their hand (ahh!)
got a package in the mail i hold my breath until it lands (please)
and i did so many drugs it f+cked up my adrenal glands (ahh!)
know you heard about the kid, i’m on a different type of time (dj)
screaming in the mill district, i don’t cross the picket line (nope)
and my homie growing fruit but he ain’t got no clementines
shoot myself right in the foot if i ain’t f+cking with your vibes
all the bumper stickers on my whip they know that i be flyin’ (nyoom)
and i came up out the woods it’s like i’m swinging on a vine (ahh)
i was trapping out of every single college for designs (dj)
even if he’s 7+foot i gotta be the bigger guy
[chorus + dj lucas]
b+tch i talk my talk just like a poetry slam. (dj)
this is my side of the mountain, smoke a spliffy on the dam (smoke)
everyday a new town just like a person on the lam (nyoom)
more money more problems but i want a hundred grand (moneyyyy)
in the ballerina jacket baby do you want to dance
way before the zaza i was flipping afghan
early morning in the city driving like the trash man
i serve a custie on the road, it’s like i work the farm stand (dj)

[verse + finesse fresco]
chocolate rain
shorty said my deep voice do somethin’ to her make her go insane
ain’t no pencil pushing, risk my life on the road switching lanes



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