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blue moon on a dirt bike - dead antz lyrics

[intro]
i say we okay, i say we okay
you say we okay, hmmm hmmm
you go the right way and i go the wrong way
thats what they all say, hmmm hmmm
i say we… wait…. okay, you say we… okay, wait, wait, wait
b*tches be… okay
alright let me start that again, let me start that again, let me*

[hook]
i say we okay, i say we okay
you say we okay, hmmm hmmm
you go the right way and i go the wrong way
thats what they all say, hmmm hmmm
b*tches be talking, enriching his profits
with no need to clock*in, hmmm hmmm
theres nothing we coppin’, we bluffin’ those options and runnin’ them losses
[verse 1]
grab ya pot to p*ss in
tell ya folks to shut up and listen
hock it up, watch my vomit glisten
solid gold comin’ out my system
nasty sh*t
suck it up, spit
daddy got home so i’m runnin’ real quick
runnin’ through the bushes lookin for a new fix
fix for a problem that i know i gotta quit
goin’ legit
how long will that last
’til you gonna see me fall back on my ass
never gonna cut ’til i get that grass
slave to my urges and i’m married to the gas
they be like ‘yo, homie got flow’
hit you in ya face and i left ya jaw broke
i’m the kiss of death, smokin’ mistletoe
let this be a lesson, let that boy go
watch that man run, give a quick smile
cuz i know i’m gonna see him in a little while
they be like time flies…
but they don’t ask why…

[verse 2]
when i get funds (huh)
imma make that money
imma pay that phoney
are you listenin’ dummy?
wanna rock hoops and ain’t got a stoop to live in crumby
ain’t that funny?
melly to my face
don’t wanna think so i hug my pillowcase
’til then, yeah, guess a n*gga gonna chill then
guess a n*gga goin forward
where is my order?
cop the crib and if she not then ignore her
pop the lip i just robbed the b*tch and i’m caught being lit
and it ain’t gon’ hit, and it’s not gon’ hit
check one two (pew)
got a couple brews in the queue (cute)
gotta puddle tears cuz we through (flew)
looking for your hue cuz i’m blue
[hook]
i say we okay, i say we okay
you say we okay, hmmm hmmm
you go the right way and i go the wrong way
thats what they all say, hmmm hmmm
b*tches be talking, enriching his profits
with no need to clock*in, hmmm hmmm
theres nothing we coppin’, we bluffin’ those options and runnin’ them losses

- dead antz lyrics

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