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drop city yacht club - mister dean lyrics

[intro: kristo]
this is a public service announcement
i will now be putting on my rapper swag

[verse 1: kristo]
this is that sh-t, speakers in back sh-t
that drive slow like your stuck in some cali traffic
my main squeeze riding shottie, she kinda ratchet
rollin’ up a doobie while putting on cherry chapstick. (woop)
throwback whip, cut the tunes on
james dean porsche, the f-ckin’ roofs gone
surfer cut got me lookin’ like jimmy neutron
beach bum billionaire crashin’ on izzle’s futon
that’s how we do ugh, california poster kid
hate it if you want we’re doing everything you supposed to did
give me the pen and i turn into george lucas/
i’m the sh-t, you’re losin’ if you’re spittin’ i’m mucus
i’m so stupid with bars they cut my tab off
called me a cab, i looked at them like that bad huh?
they said “yeah yeah’ black zipper jacket bad
oh dag, blah blah blah, rapper swag

[hook]
dirty vans
blue jeans
ray bans
cool things
rebel sh-t, i’m doing me/
f-ck your swag, james dean

[verse 2: a wolf]
aww yeah
hot to death
word to the bible, god, i’m fresh
never live another day broke
i’m a die with a smile on my face cuz life’s a joke
ugh, i’m so cold got
so many girls and they all wanna rock
slow like a robot
moves like robocop
so many drugs in the game
but their not really dope their just that soda pop
everybody wants a little fame, man so do i
everybody wants to kick game, man cobra kai
been told i, am the sh-t
the sewer, manure, so i’m sure i’m sewage as it gets
so now every year’s a piece of cake
life is just beach and lakes
tons of fish up in the sea
i’m the poll, she’s the bait
never gonna die i’m hoping i’m
on a gremlin trip, gonna multiply
but i picked out a wedding dress for that chick
death is comin’ f-ck that b-tch
awe yeah, love is just so beautiful
you blow a kiss and promise wind till your funeral
but i got parties going on, got no room for hoes
someone pull the tag i got that rapper swag

[hook]

[bridge]
got a pet-te bride, i call her sweet ride
she love to drive me nuts, gave her the green light
if i’m not cool then i don’t know what cool is
swept her off her feet now we gonna jump the broom and..
get this party on yeah, i’m so california
you can find me up in your crib surfing on lawn chairs
barbie dolls, blonde hair you can find them all here
but i just call them sharks cuz there’s nothing but some jaws here

[verse 3: kristo]
ice cold so i’m never gonna freeze up
super high but i never roll trees
got a lead foot so i’ll never ease up
like the alphabet stopped right after d
will someone please call the police
or emt’s when they drop that beat
yellow tape it’s a crime scene
i’m about to murder my rhyme scheme
rip when the b-ss on hit
make a t-shirt, put my verse face on it
sh-t, something like a sp-ce cadet
throwback yeah like a tape c-ssette
and if you wanna play roulette but want the safest bet
then put your money on the fresh, yep
mouth full of listerine
mister dean

[hook]

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