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​dylan - pull up (thousand oaks) lyrics

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i’m the boss
i’m the one out in the valley had to floss
always flexing don’t ask what it cost
tag put up the strings mean i had to go off
sanity at its finest
and you can help man walk to whole foods
get me a health aid
nights with long trips
all the spliffs makin’ me nauseous
listen to you fadin’ in and out of my conscience

took a rip
nothing on the table
ask were the bong is
(“scuse’ me do you mind turning that light off please?”)
and now give me the
where’s stacy at?
i need my lampshade
and need more oj for this champagne
mo’ money mo’ problems you know how that go
took the whole f-ckin’ gang out to thousand oaks
threw a party for my birthday just to kick them all out
y’all n-ggas being too loud get the f-ck out my house

now, this song for the ones with the weird -ss tattoos
the ones that write verses up in the bathrooms
the one that they hate on that’s simply a loner
the ones that throw parties but sit in the corner
who cares about the paint upon your nails
or the fact that we’re [?]
bein’ socks high sauce the beat rock like it’s a beatbox
not hot

now high school really wasn’t the man
but now i have a plan
i make music now
and i guess i have stans
i don’t know what it’s about
but every time i leave my house
can’t look people in the eye
cause every time i f-ckin’ cry

i just want the fakes
and the snakes
don’t know what to do
at least i have my dudes
and my bros
and my fam
and that’s love
i don’t go to clubs
“i don’t know i don’t really go out often”

can’t n0body get a hold of me no mo’
i lost my life
and broke my phone
i don’t know if i can [?] when i’m home alone
i’d probably call t if she would answer the phone
bout’ to cut them off of my chest you ready
super self-conscious
and i keep petty
cuts to deep someone p-ss the machete
i’ll just grab my f-ckin bike and ride down the street

grab my skateboard and get my wheels
get my homie and keep sh-t real
who cares if i’m sad, i’ll go be happy
don’t waste my time
f-ckin get at me
i think about it sometimes
man life could be cr-ppy (sometimes)
life could be cr-ppy
but all the energy and negativity and being sappy
i’d rather just spend my time laughing



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