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domo genesis – drunk lyrics


(feat. mike g)

yeah… domo genesis
“rolling papers”
i’m high as f-ck on this one, heh heh
yeah… [coughing] yo

[domo genesis]
maybe it’s all this smoke in me that’s loc’n me, got me thinkin ocean deep
always want it close to me, i’m driftin in this potency
if you n-gg-z cool, then ain’t no one in here as cold as me
domo genesis, hodgy beats and mike f-ckin g
appropriately f-ckin beats, mp3s all in my sheets
bustin on the b-tches, wipe me down and put it on repeat
hot sh-t like mexicans sittin on toilet seats
and i’ma keep it g cause that is all i had a choice to be (wolf gang)
f-ck lovers, play fight with rubbers
wolf gang i hunt her, then feed it to my brothers
eat big for supper, scr-pe plates of b-tter
all to keep that green bouncin in like flubber (n-gg- what?)
sweet sh-t, we spit, these is, reese’s pieces
sweet hit, we sh-t, these bricks, we disrespect
f-ck a beat
i’ma be sick, domo g sh-t, f-ck with me

i’m drunk, rollin through the interstate
peddle to the metal on these b-tches while they n-gg-z hate
i’m buzzin, this is how it goes in my life
f-ckin all these n-gg-z’ hoes while you m-st-rb-t-
i’m tipsy, wild as i want to be
about thirty feet deep darin any n-gg- to f-ck with me
i’m f-cked up, drinkin off this beer umm
n-gg- i’m drunk

[domo genesis]
i swear, last year they ain’t know about domo, bro
now they all lined up for the domo show
i don’t need much, give me beats and an ounce of ‘dro
my main b-tch, we just sit and watch the dollars grow
like a hate plantation, and i just been waitin
for my season and watch them crops start flakin
if i’m awakened, more than likely i am bakin
watch the world fall into my hands, i am hatian
i just got a dollar and a dream
i mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam
man i’ve been on the scene with the hardest of the teams (whattup)
me and my goals, ain’t no stoppin in between (nope)
i gotta keep it clean, i’m fly by any means (what else)
high in the air on a rocket, yao ming
middle finger up, f-ck what y’all think (f-ck you n-gg-z)
middle finger up, f-ck what y’all think (uhh)


[mike g]
see we beyond def, so for respect o.f.’ll never need a p-ss
far from the average that the most will probably see me as
i’m elevated, these n-gg-z don’t want to step up
i spit bullets see that’s a real audio tech, huh?
but i ain’t aimin, don’t let it hit you
and have me lookin’ for a place to put the bodies when i’m through
he bluffin, i might shoot – f-ck it i’m like you
cause then again, a gun ain’t the weapon i might choose
i’m a regulator, a hater decapitator
just after sunset it’s murder on a elavator
so, be scared when you see them wolves mobbin
after all you prima donnas like hoskins
trompin, no l-st i, give no warnings
stil ill, will, kill, i’m stompin
hot boxes don’t stop my n-gg- i gotta fight on
rasta mike g, i’m a lion, right on

[possibly tyler]
this is, what you put your favorite sh-t on to
cruise around the city, wit’cho b-tch
roll a j to it, and enjoy life
“rolling papers,” wolf gang

[repeat 2x progressively going slower]
i don’t know ’bout what you heard about cash, but
my n-gg-z get money, n-gg- get money
i don’t know ’bout what you heard about -ss, but
domo genesis got them honies, we got them honies
they up in the jeep smoking hydro
i’m like crazy b-tch, she like i know
yeah, homey we gon’ ride slow
odd future, i shoot ya, die slow