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oliver francis - ozzy (live in chicago) كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
doo, doo doo_doo
doo, doo, doo_doo
doo, doo, doo_doo
time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’
into the future
time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’
into the future
yeah
i wanna fly like an eagle
into the sea
fly like an eagle
let my spirit carry me
i want to fly, fly straight into the future
alright chicago

[chorus]
at the condo, getting faded for the weekend
big dope with my girl in the deep end
two_door, riding ’round yeah we speeding
b_tch it’s the weekend
i’m never leaving
i’m next up, getting paper with my best friends
fess up, i’m the best, nothing less than
what’s up, come on ride in the s_class
backwoods in my right, and a bottle in my what?
[verse]
rockstar sh_t, i feel like ozzy
pull up to the telly smokin’ gas in the lobby
drop top mazi
no, can’t n0body stop me
i’m a lady gaga, tell the paparazzi
me and shawty spent all night getting high on the low low
red eye flights, off_white head to toe though
brand new nikes looking nice with the polo
jason derulo, i’m riding solo
i k!ll ’em all call it lars ulrich
lil’ b_tch tryna ride my wave
lil’ b_tch get your own sh_t
lil’ b_tch i been gettin’ paid
pull up in my own whip
lil’ b_tch soundin’ like a lame
beggin’ for my old sh_t
pull up, pull up in the vert, goin skrt
i pick up your b_tch at work
i can’t help the way i am
break a bag and roll the herb
beggin’ for a feature
boy you broke you can’t afford a verse
b_tch i look like

[chorus]
at the condo, getting faded for the weekend
big dope with my girl in the deep end
two_door, riding ’round yeah we speeding
b_tch it’s the weekend
i’m never leaving
i’m next up, getting paper with my best friends
fess up, i’m the best, nothing less than
what’s up, come on ride in the s_class
in my right, and a bottle in my ayy
[verse 2]
where that weed?
where that blunt?
go on roll that sh_t up
blowin’ smoke out the windows
she look like beatrix kiddo
i’m with some harajuku girls
gwen stefani my bae
they can’t f_ck with the gang
we sound like crazy 88
i pull up in hiroshima, i had to cop me some bape
i skrrt off in that beamer and i take a blunt to the face
when they ask how i’m feelin’, i tell ’em i’m feeling great
rainbow road switchin’ lanes
in that opalescent paint
rockin’ saint laurent glasses
backwood ashin’
police passin’, she bat her eye lashes
i do the dash in the ’97 air max
shawty pin her hair back
what?

[chorus]
at the condo, getting faded for the weekend
big dope with my girl in the deep end
two_door, riding ’round yeah we speeding
b_tch it’s the weekend
i’m never leaving
i’m next up, getting paper with my best friends
fess up, i’m the best, nothing less than
what’s up, come on ride in the s_class
backwoods in my right, and a bottle in my left hand
[outro]
ah yeah, yeah
ah yeah
ah yeah
thank you
how we feelin’?

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