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nimbus - what up lyrics

[verse one: chaz]
yo, it’s kid sunny d on the track
flow so fridge, i put sunny d in the back
fill the cup with purple stuff
and lean into tracks
ain’t need nothing else
just a couple of the homies
and the keys to the house
watch the green go around
then watch the b-tches files in
two for every dude
so tell ’em to phone a friend
give those ratchet hoes soap
and tell them to dial in

(spoken interlude)

then, i be like, at the party like
“what’s up? how you doin’? yeah…
can you introduce me to your friend?”

[verse one – continued]
i want to find me a girl
that looks like yoko
ride the d-ck like a pogo
and you know that she’s loco
if the track needs a motive
she’s a good leia –
but afterwards i am solo
how could i not
with the homies going slow-mo
sprite looking like slowbro
snap back – your man hattin’ like soho
your girl giving brain to gl-ss case mojo jojo
oh no…

[verse two: austin]
and that’s just another day at the dojo
the dro’s blown like the airflow of oboes
i wouldn’t read like a book full of photos
but i read between the lines
diagrams of ocho

yeah
shout out to wu-tang
the cavity in rap i fill
is giving me a toothache
looking for the torch
i don’t use for souffles
the new age is a f-cking wild goose chase

(spoken interlude)
oooh, mama, you lookin’ good!
where you been?
come ‘ere!

[verse two – continued]
it’s high time for us to kick it like it’s muay thai
in the kitchen fixing crispy chicken fried rice
we had a nice time
drank a lot of white wine
i rush to cut up the fruit in the limelight
in hindsight, now i’m thinking my, my
try to have me be the baby daddy
tell her nice try
i laid the pipeline
once or twice
eins, zwei
i want to be a millionaire with no life lines

[verse three: chaz]
regis and kelly
we get the night live
engaging you like it’s a proposal to be my wife
but f-ck it
that’s sodomy
and i’ve been getting really -n-l about apologies
the future will be defined by hypocrisy
nostradamus me
life is a b-tch is the policy
and all you mother f-cker’s suck – nosferatu’s t–th
i’m bagging sick sh-t like a colostomy
nothing’s on top of me, do you understand?
i’m k!lling everything, dog
call it son of sam
or more like dracula
i’m bela lugosio with the spatula
cause even if you flip the script
you know that i’ll be acting up
i see you pulling strings – tarantula
i recognize, i’m spitting venom on your web of lies

god dammit
sundance

[outro: austin]
so soundproof f-cking recording
soundproof f-cking recording
so soundproof f-cking recording
soundproof f-cking recording
so soundproof f-cking recording
ain’t no need for a chorus
so soundproof f-cking recording
soundproof f-cking recording

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