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rimera - scarefest (ft. james droptop) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: rimera]
yeah, yeah ay uh hold up
tell me are you really pushing boulders?
ha he a lame boy, ha he a poser
n.e.r.d and delonge in the folders
tell me i belong with the greats when i’m older
what do he know, why you gonna listen to
a first class weirdo, with the magazine no time
no bino, ain’t f_cking with beans tho
i design for crisis chill in san francisco
i ain’t ever one to say sh_t
but i’ll tell you how it is when i make sh_t
i’m getting older, i don’t feel like im aging
i know twenty year olds that wanna face lift
working asda doing all the late shifts
also flying to l.a to do l.a sh_t
but your time is coming if you care stay patient

[chorus: james droptop]
yeah, ay na_na_na_na ay
no sunblock, on my burnt face
be red in the sun on sunday
cherry red on the ass and the burnt face
give me all of you, give me all of that
i need trunk sp_ce, for your sundress
be red on my ties on the roadway
on the roadway, let me know right now
for the sun face, for the sun face
[verse 2: rimera]
in the droptop, listening to droptop
on the way to tahoe passing by truck stops
telling stones bout hoodstock pushed in
the pit, spilling drinks on a tank top
and getting kicked out and reminiscing ’bout
my first trip to l.a see the page i made left brain
face to face two weeks after fat llama
first show hit the stage i’m good

[chorus: james droptop]
no sunblock, on my burnt face
be red in the sun on sunday
cherry red on the ass and the burnt face
give me all of you, give me all of that
i need trunk sp_ce, for your sundress
be red on my ties on the roadway
on the roadway, let me know right now
for the sun face, for the sun face

[verse 3: james droptop]
why you run around?, why you run around?
why you run around?, why you runnin’ out of time
i need all of that, gimme all of that
fast forward to the end, why we runnin’ back?
why you run around?, why you run around?
why you run around?, why you runnin’ out of time
i need all of that, gimme all of that
fast forward to the end, why we runnin’ back?
[verse 4: rimera]
stop at bacon brunches, california lunches
strawberry sweet, you could say the fruit punches
beating up my belly see the bear on the flag
know i’m there with the mag
see the cover came in clutch sh_t
leaving lv i’m listening to wharf talk
skirting ’round hollywood, yeah we got it good
guess you make your own luck
yeah you make your own luck
if you ever give a f_ck, that’s enough hit me up

[outro]
this is_ this is not jazz punk. how you calling
jazz punk? when there’s barely any jazz
barely any punk, barely any anything really
there’s barely anything on this tape if
i’m being honest. jazz punk, what is that?
what_ w_whats next man? you gonna play some_
what like what’s what are you gonna play next? some_

- rimera

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