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owl green – blah blah blah lyrics

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verse 1:

i want it all
my mom in that house
plaques on that wall
dripping in gold
the women they call, me
now you wanna come around now you wanna come

off that flower like rose
weighing the odds with my does and don’t
taking my time i’m doing most
(doing the most i)
get high and i ain’t coming down
no i’m never coming down

hollywood shining but i see nothing but rhinestones
rodeo window shopping, smoking (ooh) on my ride home
a product of this fast life that why i ride slow
ain’t waiting i just pull back blind fold
(i just i just)

chorus:

im just doing me like ya ya ya
you just talk that mess like blah blah blah
on my way to the top top top yeah
and i don’t care if i gotta walk
cause i’m just doing me like ya ya ya
you just talk that mess like blah blah blah
on my way to the top top top yeah
and i don’t care if i gotta walk

i hear all that mess you be talking
all off that mary like poppins
finding my role and i’m rocking
drop me a line if it’s popping

hollering out like hoo di hoo
i wanna the the scoop like whoop de whoop
(whoop whoop)
i want the coupe spin loop di loops
(skrtt skrtt)
late nights need to recoup

don’t preach, ain’t a better man
whole crew smelling like contraband
you can label me as a deviant
but i’m doing me til they say i can’t

hitting a hike wit a 32+
trust in that magic to further you
yeah b+tch i might like calvin tune
find me all up on the avenue

everyone stuck on illusions
telling themselves its a movement
i put on them nike’s and do it
now i sit with the cools kids
a couple drinks and a cool chick
i showed up for the food b+tch
in a room full of people i want nothing to do with
verse 2:

i hear all that mess you be talking
all off that mary like poppins
finding my role and i’m rocking
drop me a line if it’s popping

hollering out like hoo di hoo
i wanna the the scoop like whoop de whoop
(whoop whoop)
i want the coupe spin loop di loops
(skrtt skrtt)
late nights need to recoup

don’t preach, ain’t a better man
whole crew smelling like contraband
you can label me as a deviant
but i’m doing me til they say i can’t

hitting a hike wit a 32+
trust in that magic to further you
yeah b+tch i might like calvin tune
find me all up on the avenue

everyone stuck on illusions
telling themselves its a movement
i put on them nike’s and do it
now i sit with the cools kids
a couple drinks and a cool chick
i showed up for the food b+tch
in a room full of people i want nothing to do with!
chorus:

im just doing me like ya ya ya
you just talk that mess like blah blah blah
on my way to the top top top yeah
and i don’t care if i gotta walk
cause i’m just doing me like ya ya ya
you just talk that mess like blah blah blah
on my way to the top top top yeah
and i don’t care if i gotta walk

outro:

if i, if i if i, if i
if i, if i if i, if i
if i, if i if i, if i
if i, if i if i, if i



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