colour distortion - zanny london lyrics
[intro]
mega
[chorus]
primary secondary clothes, that’s a lot of colors
that’s a lot of colors, that’s a lot of colors
riding with my brothers, too hot like it is summer
cause i got my burner, and i got lots of colors
i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors
i got a lot of colors, f*cked your b*tch i hit from the back
and i don’t use a rubber, yea i got lots of colors, yea a lot of colors
[verse 1]
uh, what you know about me, uh f*cking with zanny
uh back then she looked money but now i got money she wanna f*ck with me
i got the lil b*tch for my bro, cause she is a hoe f*cking for some bankrolls
she suck my d*ck real fast and slow got me curling on my toes
she get freaky freaky freaky right under the sheets
and when she goes tp sleep she be thinking of me
and when she thinks of me she get real wet dreams
she said my d*ck opened her up like it was a key
yeah i get thots, i get gaup, b*tch i’m hot, and you are not
yeah i’m swerving potholes, i’m in my zone, i f*ck on your hoe then i go home
balenciaga runners when i’m steppin, fighting all you n*ggas like it’s tekken
money strapped in rubber bands b*tch it’s stretchin, and b*tch we got a whole lotta weapons, bah
[chorus]
primary secondary clothes, that’s a lot of colors
that’s a lot of colors, that’s a lot of colors
riding with my brothers, too hot like it is summer
cause i got my burner, and i got lots of colors
i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors
i got a lot of colors, f*cked your b*tch i hit from the back
and i don’t use a rubber, yea i got lots of colors, yea a lot of colors
[verse 2]
now why she gotta envy me, turn into my enemy
in the streets they call her jealousy and that’s a very bad disease
b*tch i’m slime, slat slat disease, f*ck her once i gotta leave
ride off in a limousine she won’t see in my for the next three weeks
b*tch i don’t got no relations, cause i don’t got no patients
i go to j*pan they know who i am, they think i’m asian
h*llcat got that demon engine, b*tch i’m racing
walk in seattle they think i’m a star like gary payton
she nickname her ass earthquake, cause that sh*t be shaking
she asked “how you get all this cake” b*tch i’m out here baking
these n*ggas ain’t your bros they be out here faking
i bet my brand new choppa fry you up like bacon
got your b*tch in my crib told that b*tch get naked
i throw some on hunnids on that b*tch and that ass she shaking
i’m a really cool guy, but i can get dangerous
and i got so many colors like the power rangers, yeah
[chorus]
primary secondary clothes, that’s a lot of colors
that’s a lot of colors, that’s a lot of colors
riding with my brothers, too hot like it is summer
cause i got my burner, and i got lots of colors
i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors, i got a lot of colors
i got a lot of colors, f*cked your b*tch i hit from the back
and i don’t use a rubber, yea i got lots of colors, yea a lot of colors
that’s a lot of colors, that’s a lot of colors, that’s a lot of colors
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