Busdriver - Versachi lyrics
[Busdriver - Versachi lyrics]
Versace Versace
I'm down in the lobby like Salvador Dali
Twisting my stache and I'm getting that cash
And I'm sipping on coffee
Why your girl text, saying I'm sexy
What's her name Holly
I am in love ho, so fuck no
You can not suck on my lolli
I am not writing frivolity
Nigga I'm issuing policy
They only play this in Martian colonies
For the recluses and oddities
Who can chew bullets like poppy seeds
Along with the league of the chalky knees
Our relationships are putting major chips
In the paper clips of prohibited economies
But to be honest my nigga
No I can't afford no Versace
I shiver on trollies and go home
To table full of glossies
But when I put on these shade you
Can not take them of me
Like I took Biggie's eye exam
Like I'm eating 50 fried clam
Versace Versace
Vindicated vaginas on vivacious Vivians
Moriarty's magna cum laude bumping
Loudly as rowdy amphibians
The talking points are spoken loudy
The oilmen are Saudi
And nigga, that's really in
But with me, when it's love or money
You can always bet that the titties win
Versace Versace, I'm sipping on lasse
My time is so costly
Cuz my wage is a pittance
My days are sentence and I am no Chachi
I harbor a pathogen that
There hasn't been antibodies
For, I'm an author writing batty copy
Whores, engorged riding candy bodies
Tour the shores from Miami to Mugabe
Hoards roar
For cannopy of the bugatti, manatee poonany
Dancing fancy-free to Fugazi
While fans on Hannity who shot me
Can plead to manic fossil fuel lobbies
Can it be i'm dead again for that Versace
I'm down in the lobby like Salvador Dali
Twisting my stache and I'm getting that cash
And I'm sipping on coffee
Why your girl text, saying I'm sexy
What's her name Holly
I am in love ho, so fuck no
You can not suck on my lolli
I am not writing frivolity
Nigga I'm issuing policy
They only play this in Martian colonies
For the recluses and oddities
Who can chew bullets like poppy seeds
Along with the league of the chalky knees
Our relationships are putting major chips
In the paper clips of prohibited economies
But to be honest my nigga
No I can't afford no Versace
I shiver on trollies and go home
To table full of glossies
But when I put on these shade you
Can not take them of me
Like I took Biggie's eye exam
Like I'm eating 50 fried clam
Versace Versace
Vindicated vaginas on vivacious Vivians
Moriarty's magna cum laude bumping
Loudly as rowdy amphibians
The talking points are spoken loudy
The oilmen are Saudi
And nigga, that's really in
But with me, when it's love or money
You can always bet that the titties win
Versace Versace, I'm sipping on lasse
My time is so costly
Cuz my wage is a pittance
My days are sentence and I am no Chachi
I harbor a pathogen that
There hasn't been antibodies
For, I'm an author writing batty copy
Whores, engorged riding candy bodies
Tour the shores from Miami to Mugabe
Hoards roar
For cannopy of the bugatti, manatee poonany
Dancing fancy-free to Fugazi
While fans on Hannity who shot me
Can plead to manic fossil fuel lobbies
Can it be i'm dead again for that Versace