| I sound sacred like a whisper, fake like a dental, | |
| Disappointed like the hard times of your mental. | |
| Rocky roads, little jungle toads, | |
| Sacred like this shit was written in the cloaky copes. | |
| Can’t read it, talk to me like | |
| Curtis Loader, | |
| Rap shit don’t work, become a chauffeur, | |
| Know the streets, stadiums and teared seats, | |
| Pump the drum, driver, turn on | |
| Bon Iver. | |
| Disappointing dashboards, want to be a scuba coach, expend like | |
| James Poke. | |
| But instead, after | |
| Bon Iver, | |
| Papa Roach. | |
| Sir, don’t forget your coat. | |
| I was a mentor the times being. | |
| Yeah, where you’ve been, honey? | |
| Yeah, where you’ve been, baby? | |
| Yeah, work harder, getting rich, | |
| Keep it together like a ten stitch. | |
| Enjoy yourself like a sexy bitch. | |
| NBA wives arguing outside, | |
| I’m sensing beauty and pride | |
| Watching women fight for guys. | |
| Whatever, people are having faults, | |
| Let’s give it a couple grant for your company’s bank vault. | |
| And you were trusted, left the upper brasts disgusted, | |
| Took years for the company to get readjusted. | |
| Your wife having a secret family guerry, | |
| Her second spouse kind of looks like | |
| Neneh Cherry. | |
| Whatever, cut the lady some slack, | |
| I’d be getting it back, pieces start at impact. | |
| Where you’ve been? | |
| Yeah, where you’ve been, honey? | |
| Where you’ve been, baby? | |
| Where you’ve been? | |
| Baby, bank fault, sacred, baby. | |
| How come you smell like the | |
| Jake Dan’? | |
| Where you’ve been? |
| I sound sacred like a whisper, fake like a dental, | |
| Disappointed like the hard times of your mental. | |
| Rocky roads, little jungle toads, | |
| Sacred like this shit was written in the cloaky copes. | |
| Can' t read it, talk to me like | |
| Curtis Loader, | |
| Rap shit don' t work, become a chauffeur, | |
| Know the streets, stadiums and teared seats, | |
| Pump the drum, driver, turn on | |
| Bon Iver. | |
| Disappointing dashboards, want to be a scuba coach, expend like | |
| James Poke. | |
| But instead, after | |
| Bon Iver, | |
| Papa Roach. | |
| Sir, don' t forget your coat. | |
| I was a mentor the times being. | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, honey? | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, baby? | |
| Yeah, work harder, getting rich, | |
| Keep it together like a ten stitch. | |
| Enjoy yourself like a sexy bitch. | |
| NBA wives arguing outside, | |
| I' m sensing beauty and pride | |
| Watching women fight for guys. | |
| Whatever, people are having faults, | |
| Let' s give it a couple grant for your company' s bank vault. | |
| And you were trusted, left the upper brasts disgusted, | |
| Took years for the company to get readjusted. | |
| Your wife having a secret family guerry, | |
| Her second spouse kind of looks like | |
| Neneh Cherry. | |
| Whatever, cut the lady some slack, | |
| I' d be getting it back, pieces start at impact. | |
| Where you' ve been? | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, honey? | |
| Where you' ve been, baby? | |
| Where you' ve been? | |
| Baby, bank fault, sacred, baby. | |
| How come you smell like the | |
| Jake Dan'? | |
| Where you' ve been? |
| I sound sacred like a whisper, fake like a dental, | |
| Disappointed like the hard times of your mental. | |
| Rocky roads, little jungle toads, | |
| Sacred like this shit was written in the cloaky copes. | |
| Can' t read it, talk to me like | |
| Curtis Loader, | |
| Rap shit don' t work, become a chauffeur, | |
| Know the streets, stadiums and teared seats, | |
| Pump the drum, driver, turn on | |
| Bon Iver. | |
| Disappointing dashboards, want to be a scuba coach, expend like | |
| James Poke. | |
| But instead, after | |
| Bon Iver, | |
| Papa Roach. | |
| Sir, don' t forget your coat. | |
| I was a mentor the times being. | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, honey? | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, baby? | |
| Yeah, work harder, getting rich, | |
| Keep it together like a ten stitch. | |
| Enjoy yourself like a sexy bitch. | |
| NBA wives arguing outside, | |
| I' m sensing beauty and pride | |
| Watching women fight for guys. | |
| Whatever, people are having faults, | |
| Let' s give it a couple grant for your company' s bank vault. | |
| And you were trusted, left the upper brasts disgusted, | |
| Took years for the company to get readjusted. | |
| Your wife having a secret family guerry, | |
| Her second spouse kind of looks like | |
| Neneh Cherry. | |
| Whatever, cut the lady some slack, | |
| I' d be getting it back, pieces start at impact. | |
| Where you' ve been? | |
| Yeah, where you' ve been, honey? | |
| Where you' ve been, baby? | |
| Where you' ve been? | |
| Baby, bank fault, sacred, baby. | |
| How come you smell like the | |
| Jake Dan'? | |
| Where you' ve been? |