Bas - Dr. O'blivion lyrics
Bas [Abbas Hamad]
[Bas - Dr. O'blivion lyrics]
Yeah, yeah
Take me down
Weed and jealousy, '42 Julio
Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up
Hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet, I’m like, "Bro
They borin' us"
Labour of love feels so laborious
All the good girls they gone
'cause Gloria growin’ up
She don't want none of this
Madness you come with
Baggage you come with
The savage you run with
The damage abundant, the drugs in the dresser
The bags in your eyes
You succumb to the pressure
This lavish disguise is a lie for a life
That is tragic despitе all your
Tries and your static goodbye's
And your attic got flies
From thе skeletons hangin'
The past wear you down like a pelican landing
(Woah) weed and therapy, '42 Julio, Jameson
We'll be okay again pan at you
Pull like a sleigh and it's swayin'
And they prey on us to be on
Us, I pray that you stay again, wait
Lay again, head on my chest, no player then
Playin’ your hair’s only way
That I play again blame it on a K constructs
And the way, yeah man
I tell you that I followed you up
Found my way again
You tell me that you had to do somethin'
To tie the loose struts, I admire your guts
’Cause the lower I go, well
The higher you cut
And the fire you snuffed out, I induced
I improved from Iron through the
Dust clouds lying over us
Like a lion and brush 'fore it jump out
Eyein' you for lunch
Better hunt down, been tryin' you for months
I hope it start now
Weed and jealousy, ’42 Julio
Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up
Hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet, I'm like, "Bro
They borin' us"
Labour of love feels so laborious
All the good girls they gon'
'cause Gloria growin' up
She don't want none of this
Madness you come with
Take me down
Weed and jealousy, '42 Julio
Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up
Hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet, I’m like, "Bro
They borin' us"
Labour of love feels so laborious
All the good girls they gone
'cause Gloria growin’ up
She don't want none of this
Madness you come with
Baggage you come with
The savage you run with
The damage abundant, the drugs in the dresser
The bags in your eyes
You succumb to the pressure
This lavish disguise is a lie for a life
That is tragic despitе all your
Tries and your static goodbye's
And your attic got flies
From thе skeletons hangin'
The past wear you down like a pelican landing
(Woah) weed and therapy, '42 Julio, Jameson
We'll be okay again pan at you
Pull like a sleigh and it's swayin'
And they prey on us to be on
Us, I pray that you stay again, wait
Lay again, head on my chest, no player then
Playin’ your hair’s only way
That I play again blame it on a K constructs
And the way, yeah man
I tell you that I followed you up
Found my way again
You tell me that you had to do somethin'
To tie the loose struts, I admire your guts
’Cause the lower I go, well
The higher you cut
And the fire you snuffed out, I induced
I improved from Iron through the
Dust clouds lying over us
Like a lion and brush 'fore it jump out
Eyein' you for lunch
Better hunt down, been tryin' you for months
I hope it start now
Weed and jealousy, ’42 Julio
Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up
Hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet, I'm like, "Bro
They borin' us"
Labour of love feels so laborious
All the good girls they gon'
'cause Gloria growin' up
She don't want none of this
Madness you come with