Ab-Soul - Mixed Emotions lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ab-Soul - Mixed Emotions lyrics]
Match a line
Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein
Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag
Purple tag we be getting throwed, we be
We be getting throwed
One time for my niggas poured up yup
Match a line
Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein
Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag
Purple tag we be getting throwed, we be
We be getting throwed
Just copped a pack of Backwoods
I'm sitting high as hell
This OG kush suit's this Honey Berry well
The lights are low, the mood is right
I got a fo
That's right I'm tryna get throwed
Hit my nigga Agent, heard he bought an 8
My nigga Legend blessed me with
A cup the other day
Hit my nigga Carver D, Dough Boy and YayCracc
Tell him it's a poe party, ASAP
Bumping out the speakers
Coffee cups with lids
This way nobody accidentally ashing
In my shit got a few two liters and
It's 'bout to go down
Phenergan is the prescription of choice
Just call us the Phenergan boys
I do all this shit
Just to say get off my dick
You think you know, but you have no idea
The lights are low, the mood is right
I got a four, who got a Sprite?
Who got a Sprite? Who got a Sprite?
I got a four, who got a Sprite?
I do all this shit
Just to say get off my dick
You think you know
One time for my niggas poured up, yup
Match a line
Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein
Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag
Purple tag
We be getting throwed, we be getting throwed
One time for my niggas poured up yup
Match a line
Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein
Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag
Purple tag we be getting throwed, we be
We be getting throwed
I got this funny little dream
Of buying out the bar
Then flexing in my section
Like a fucking star
They ask me what I like to
Drink and I say I'm alright
Then all you see is my purple Sprite
Glistening off of the strobe light
No jolly ranchers please
This Ac' is all I need
I hope it ain't cliché to shoot Pimp C a RIP
As well as DJ Screw since I
Made up this tune about lean but as of late
All I see is poe like Section 8
The homie say he's got a few teens
That's three 16's and a whole lot of cream
I crack a seal, then drop a deuce
Now I got mixed emotions
From here on out, it's slow motion
I do all this shit
Just to say get off my dick
You think you know, but you have no idea
The lights are low, the mood is right
I got a fo', who got a Sprite?
Who got a Sprite? Who got a Sprite?
I got a fo', who got a Sprite?
I do all this shit
Just to say get off my dick
You think you know
Coming down, still sipping
Draped up dripped out, still sipping
Coming down, still sipping
Draped up dripped out, still sipping
I love the po', more than you'll know
(I love, I love, I love)
Gotta let it show, I love the po', hey yeah
(I love the po')