slowthai, A$AP Rocky - MAZZA
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- Опубликовано: 2023-02-22 10:23:28
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[Intro: slowthai]
Yeah, yeah
Jesus Christ
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
[Chorus: slowthai]
Mazzalean (Mazzalean)
When I'm pulling up, muddy dungarees (Yeah, huh?)
Make the place look like a murder scene (Murder)
Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (Money, yeah)
[Verse 1: slowthai]
Suicidal tendencies, what's up, man? (Bang, bang)
Feel like I'm down, I say, "What's up?"
Way too, way too, way too gully, give me money (Give me it all)
Cannot trust me, no one ever fuckin' buss me change
(Buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me)
Look how shit changed
Feeling like these drugs made me better than I was
But I never felt love before the drugs
So, now I say, "What's up? What's up? What's up?"
"What's up? What's up? What's up?"
Say, "What's up?"
Failed to revert to my old ways
Cricket tickets, stacks of cocaine
Sticky fingers, shoplifters
We got tools like Homebase
Lift a finger, dug his own grave (Yeah)
Same, same with the same name (Yeah)
Closed case, red wine, no rosé
Do genocide for the whole gang (Gang, gang)
You're telling lies, now I'm energised, I'm more precise
Walk in, made a Big Bang (Yeah)
Propane with the Roxanne (Brr)
Gin and tonic, I'm a bigger topic (Yeah)
Bigger pocket, can't close my wallet (Blah)
Quicker blotting, like my name's Sonic
Glass homes, we stone chucking
Yeah, yeah
Jesus Christ
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
[Chorus: slowthai]
Mazzalean (Mazzalean)
When I'm pulling up, muddy dungarees (Yeah, huh?)
Make the place look like a murder scene (Murder)
Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (Money, yeah)
[Verse 1: slowthai]
Suicidal tendencies, what's up, man? (Bang, bang)
Feel like I'm down, I say, "What's up?"
Way too, way too, way too gully, give me money (Give me it all)
Cannot trust me, no one ever fuckin' buss me change
(Buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me)
Look how shit changed
Feeling like these drugs made me better than I was
But I never felt love before the drugs
So, now I say, "What's up? What's up? What's up?"
"What's up? What's up? What's up?"
Say, "What's up?"
Failed to revert to my old ways
Cricket tickets, stacks of cocaine
Sticky fingers, shoplifters
We got tools like Homebase
Lift a finger, dug his own grave (Yeah)
Same, same with the same name (Yeah)
Closed case, red wine, no rosé
Do genocide for the whole gang (Gang, gang)
You're telling lies, now I'm energised, I'm more precise
Walk in, made a Big Bang (Yeah)
Propane with the Roxanne (Brr)
Gin and tonic, I'm a bigger topic (Yeah)
Bigger pocket, can't close my wallet (Blah)
Quicker blotting, like my name's Sonic
Glass homes, we stone chucking
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