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beau golden - volcano كلمات الأغنية

(verse 1: beau golden)
we gon’ explode like mt. saint helens
i’m an undiscovered felon
spittin’ venom out from my melon uh
gather round i tell em
red rover send em over
my dogs on the border like a collie on the corner
and my thoughts been melancholy
hope you don’t try to stop me
i’m a wrecking ball when i got the rock on me
call me earl campbell
life is rough bring your sandals
catching everything but scandals
got a boy in idaho and he ain’t nothing like a vandal

(chorus: beau golden)
why don’t you tell me something that i didn’t know
you giving me bad vibes girl you gotta go, adios
me and my goons boy my aura’s gold
volcano flow never wonder when we bout’ to blow up yeah
yeah, we about to blow, yeah
woah, we about to blow up
yeah, we about to blow, yeah
woah, we about to blow up

(verse 2: beau golden)
we blowing up like mt. vesuvius
and now the doobies lit i use it as my torch
pompeii under the earth, we chillin’ on the porch
archaic with the sounds like we’ve been your local lords
forget horoscopes you wh-r-
i don’t need no keys to open doors
i bring life to this decor with velour
i write with knife and the sword
and cast my enemies upon the morgue
far from normal and above the norm
dark hours always scour round up on the floor
can’t see my face anymore
tell me, tell me your name just like i knew it before
i didn’t
tell me, i’m great just like my confidence short
but i’m winning

(chorus 2)
yeah, and you going to see us now when we blowing up
catch us when we blowing up, when we blowing up
catch us when we blowing up, when we blowing up
catch me when we blowing up, (catch catch me when blowing up)

(verse 3: beau golden)
(yo, watch this)
ok we pullin’ up and i’m hoppin’ out
and we roll em up and stomp em out
got roaches littering the floor
and on top of that we got cottonmouth
but we up in the clouds, not stopping now
blunt force with the trees that i’m chopping down
i wake up and start looking down
i be walking along the clout
i’m surrounded by my dogs this stage is looking like a pound
rippin’ up the clubs, i might go put this 4 iron down
trip to south america
aware of my own arrogance
cruise through the city ya you know that i be blaring this

- beau golden

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