Dumbfoundead - Studio Apartment lyrics
[Dumbfoundead - Studio Apartment lyrics]
Yo what up girl? Yo, you, whats good?
See that see that BMW right there
Yeah, yeah see that car right next to it
That Taurus
You trying to roll that or what? NO?
You ugly anyway
The bars are all closed now
Who you gonna leave with
The night is still young girl
I just wanna seize it
A brother trying to sweep you off
Your feet like a ski lift
Please, at least let me offer you a free lift
Got trees at the crib and some cheez-it's
I'm teasing, just running out of reasons
Come on
Can I kick it with you like a roundhouse
If you down I'm a couple blocks down south
Cozy little spot, but it gets the job done
Yeah, I got a job spitting over hot drums
If you trying to drop something
Get inside the booth
Hit them high notes, kind of like Mariah do
Can I get you on a chorus or a bridge
Get it on till the morning
And record another hit
Let me give you a quick tour of the crib
It won't take long, here it is
Come on over to my studio apartment
New couch, new paint, new carpet
It ain't balling, but it's all mine
Come on over you can get it all night ma'
Come on over to my studio apartment
No rooms, no rules, no bullshit
I'm an artist, hope you don't mind
If I get inspired I might use you in a rhyme
I'm on a top Ramen, eating on a budget
If you grubbing out
I'll put two in a microwave oven
Thats the least I can do
You're the house guest
Looking all fly like you flew
Here on South West
You ain't seen my couch yet, it's a bed too
I can pull it out if you feeling all sexual
No bedrooms, one big living room
It ain't much
But she wetter than a swimming pool
Sipping Goose from a styrofoam cup
Play a mix that I made
Thats inspired by lust, yep
Fire up the kush, ooh
Lighting up the incense
Got 'em at the Art Walk
Five for like ten cents
I ain't poor, just a simple man really
All I need is my loved ones
Holla if you feel me
Get to know the real me
Not the one they filming
Grinding on the daily like the
Tenants in my building
Yeah I got a couple roaches
And my AC's broken
But, I got a bigger vision
All you gotta do is focus
Its what I call potential
Stick to the essentials
Trying to be number 1 with a number 2 pencil
The bare minimum I'm living by the Feng Shui
All I need is windows that
Are radiating sun rays
I'll probably move into a
Bigger place one day
But till then I'm broke brother
Trying to fund raise
I'm on that independent go and get it hustle
And the fact that you here right
Now tells me you special
You can be my muse, be my track number two
Or maybe my interlude, laying
Vocals down smooth, girl i'm cutting edge
Different from them other men
101 on the intercom, let me buzz you in
Get settled in, loosen up
Pour Gin & juice up
Hope you brought some extra
Clothes and a toothbrush
This is what I like to call the LA Forum
Because this is where the magic
Happens and the magic
Has happened once in that
Chair that you're touching
I've performed the magic once in
That waste paper basket
And you know I actually
I had to get the magic cleaned
From out of this curtain
Oh that was a long shot!
See that see that BMW right there
Yeah, yeah see that car right next to it
That Taurus
You trying to roll that or what? NO?
You ugly anyway
The bars are all closed now
Who you gonna leave with
The night is still young girl
I just wanna seize it
A brother trying to sweep you off
Your feet like a ski lift
Please, at least let me offer you a free lift
Got trees at the crib and some cheez-it's
I'm teasing, just running out of reasons
Come on
Can I kick it with you like a roundhouse
If you down I'm a couple blocks down south
Cozy little spot, but it gets the job done
Yeah, I got a job spitting over hot drums
If you trying to drop something
Get inside the booth
Hit them high notes, kind of like Mariah do
Can I get you on a chorus or a bridge
Get it on till the morning
And record another hit
Let me give you a quick tour of the crib
It won't take long, here it is
Come on over to my studio apartment
New couch, new paint, new carpet
It ain't balling, but it's all mine
Come on over you can get it all night ma'
Come on over to my studio apartment
No rooms, no rules, no bullshit
I'm an artist, hope you don't mind
If I get inspired I might use you in a rhyme
I'm on a top Ramen, eating on a budget
If you grubbing out
I'll put two in a microwave oven
Thats the least I can do
You're the house guest
Looking all fly like you flew
Here on South West
You ain't seen my couch yet, it's a bed too
I can pull it out if you feeling all sexual
No bedrooms, one big living room
It ain't much
But she wetter than a swimming pool
Sipping Goose from a styrofoam cup
Play a mix that I made
Thats inspired by lust, yep
Fire up the kush, ooh
Lighting up the incense
Got 'em at the Art Walk
Five for like ten cents
I ain't poor, just a simple man really
All I need is my loved ones
Holla if you feel me
Get to know the real me
Not the one they filming
Grinding on the daily like the
Tenants in my building
Yeah I got a couple roaches
And my AC's broken
But, I got a bigger vision
All you gotta do is focus
Its what I call potential
Stick to the essentials
Trying to be number 1 with a number 2 pencil
The bare minimum I'm living by the Feng Shui
All I need is windows that
Are radiating sun rays
I'll probably move into a
Bigger place one day
But till then I'm broke brother
Trying to fund raise
I'm on that independent go and get it hustle
And the fact that you here right
Now tells me you special
You can be my muse, be my track number two
Or maybe my interlude, laying
Vocals down smooth, girl i'm cutting edge
Different from them other men
101 on the intercom, let me buzz you in
Get settled in, loosen up
Pour Gin & juice up
Hope you brought some extra
Clothes and a toothbrush
This is what I like to call the LA Forum
Because this is where the magic
Happens and the magic
Has happened once in that
Chair that you're touching
I've performed the magic once in
That waste paper basket
And you know I actually
I had to get the magic cleaned
From out of this curtain
Oh that was a long shot!