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bates - what if i told you? lyrics
[nonchabont]
what if i told you
the platform we live on ain’t loyal?
gr-ss
tree sap
the soil
gas
extract
the oil
fast
i bring it back to you
she coming and that’s hallelujah
i’m working, i’m working, i’m working
the pipe a superfluous
orchestrate, i need some vicodin
she play with my neck like a violin
jesus
all this pre-marital, i don’t know why i sin
jesus
i’ve been vaping for way too long
i’ve been drinking for way too long
“8 by 10s” been out too long
niggas still tripping about the same song
getting head while i’m on the way home
that’s how i like it
and i drive reckless
but you’d better not bite it
don’t know why you excited
i just called you over, don’t think you invited
cause after i nut i’ma roll over
like t-mobile
got the bath bubbles and all
trying to b-tter niggas up
make it special like it’s your prom
middle name lamar
you can pick apart my gene
you’ll never know where i’m from
all i know is my mom’s mom’s mom
i can’t go back any further
niggas ain’t doc-ment shit
niggas ain’t scholars and shit
niggas ain’t proud of this shit
my ancestors more brave than esther
i said my ancestors more brave than esther
they paved the way, deserve eight advances
for me to sit at these table dances
pussy so close i’ma have to take an intermission
try to enter in her
in her innards
like i’m snatching gizzards
overstay my welcome
took my d-ck out, put it in her rectum
remind me of hokey pokey
eat it like a d-mn coyote
and no i don’t love her
my love lockdown, that’s low key
riding round, that four seat
four seasons
got the top down in the cold seasons
pray to god i hope the lord don’t see me
cause i’m riding dirty
rims under the middle console
my tags are expired, i ride slow
cause i’m a cop’s wet dream
a young black man with a few things wrong with him
i’m like chris paul
and vince vaughn
meeting for an early morning toffee
at peet’s coffee
i’m too random
i’m alone often i beat off
to the mini rickets in the wall, shit i need hobbies
rap career is a non-profit
johns hopkins
i’ve been working all winter
just to work all summer
i got no days off
till my momma in a hummer
noncha
[bates]
waking up in a meadow
victim of student, a cl-ss taken up by geppetto
i look to him and i let know
if i could be anywhere, not a shtetl
not a mansion though, it would be here
birds, air
nothing to fear
stuff to revere
whip it i veer
whip it i-
whip it i, whip it i, whip it i, whip it i
sweet as a pear
grabbing a pair
there
my lemonade only newman’s
calling my crew in
cruising
somebody find a sennheiser, i’m crooning
somebody found a budweiser and boozing
i’ma just find me some bud in some foil
og my prices, a customer loyal
tail getting stuck in a coil
batesy that boy bring it up to a boil
look
somebody get him some yuca and chicken
somebody find him that pooka to stick in
the quick in-and-out and that kitten will quicken
the queen of the quipping is quitting her quibbling
lake or a river
i want to swim
take or deliver
spend a day with him
dragging my limb
odds looking grim
whoo
submarine
breast stroke
love the scene
love seeing
how long i can hold my breath for
pause though. yes though
swimming with the fish like “presto”
flying with the birds like let’s go
infinite sky at mezzo-
giorno
i’m then
riding
my bike to a picnic
hit spaghetti with the wrist. flick, flick
she went and bought a bic, so no flick-flick
just a flick. light the stick
i don’t want to watch a flick
i just want to lay with you
sun that’s in the west set
ask if he impressed yet
dreaming is my best
bet
that’s why i’m hiking up a deadly mountain
riding my motorcycle all around the trevi fountain
founding
a charity for the children
of other species who don’t speak, tear down a building
in their name, and replace it with
nothing but just the wilderness
get so famous, have a conference
in a room that’s filled with press
so you can’t ignore it
anymore and
treat it foreign
when you drop a fortune
on new jordans
plus i want to see new orleans
jordan
soaring
high above the peaks of karakoram
so i’d treat myself, that’s fine
i would trade it on a dime
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