DOM KENNEDY - Johnny Bench lyrics
[DOM KENNEDY - Johnny Bench lyrics]
I told her, head west where it's real hot
I'm good on champagne right now
Only chill shots
You callin my phone like every other hour
Like when I get to LAX, come pick me up
Hop out fresh they amazed
Frankie Beverly and Maze
Just a west side nigga tryna live it up
You got girls in the city huh
You got girls in the valley right
Let them other boys press you
She be on me far away like a satellite
I say what's real you ain't gotta lie
Told her it's a five hour
Flight I ain't tryna Skype
Never did the army, got all kinda stripes
Type you bring home low key
In your mama's life
Two drinks down and they ready for the next
Got the apple, blue Dot
And the whole crew hot
Janet to my 2Pac, at the tattoo shop
Slides and my tube socks figured
Out a new plot i can see you right beside me
Ride from the jump and it
Really don't surprise me
Still get the number if
She don't recognize me
Let's listen to the haters
As they disappear quietly lookin so official
Lookin so official lookin so official
Lookin so
Gettin paid just to toss words
Silk shirt on Lookin like you toss birds
And we still play mossberg
Just make sure you go hard
When it's y'all turn
If it's real tat my name on ya'll chest
Smash down Van Ness she like how I dress
I seen what she rock, wasn't that impressed
Imma stick to weed gotta do
What suit's me best
But, pour up, don't get your lips swolle up
If you off that jack Daniels, and Coca Cola
I always got a soulja with me
Like I'm in the 'Nolia
Damn half the bottle gone in
My hand and I'm sober
Girl to me you are a baddie
Body look like candy
I don't give a fuck what you wearing
You could have me
Yeah I'll take you home with me tonight
I'll say gladly
She woke up in my number 5, Cincinnati
Lookin so official lookin so official
Lookin so official lookin so
Dial 1-800-lin-em-up
Call it right now if you fine as fuck
All we really hear from are dimes and up
I need my own Angels
Sorry Charlie get ready for the drumroll
Everything OPM when you come home
Size small t-shirts that's what's happening
On my birthday she killed it
With the black one, damn
Lookin so official lookin so official
Lookin so official lookin so