Isaiah Rashad - Dirty Sanchez lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad - Dirty Sanchez lyrics]
This your, this your favourite song
I wrote this song for you
Cause sometimes we get lost
I pray we make it through
Cause we so young and dumb
Riding in your drop top benz
Maybe not a benz, maybe it's your Mom's car
She handed you the keys to the whip
"Don't crash it baby"
Been playin your whole life
Don't mash it baby
140 on the dash, whiplash is crazy
The reave on the scene, I mean
Good grief I think
Moreso I dream I'm on another-
Planet god dammit they jammed
Me and my brother
Got a chance to say peace up
To all my pеople that would hold
Me down 'til I reup
This feelin is appеalin
I could drown non-believers
Remember when the teacher called your
Name and you'd freeze up
My nigga dropped out and put
His brains on the beaker
Back, back from what you're speakin on
Nigga you ain't stylin you too
Busy getting cheated on
Nigga you a star and getting
Bodied by your feature runs
Nigga we know this
Soon enough they put their people on
This that, cream silent with that big back
I see they wising up and getting
Tired of that shit rap
I know that my environment
Is violent and distant i never boy scouted
Boys club is where we dick camp
I been on tour before I dropped this shit
Obviously
Chosen from a golden flow and prophecy
I could get
More in-depth then what I got right here
I'm saving room on my dick for
What I drop this year yeah
And this your favourite song
I wrote this song for you
Cause sometimes we get lost
I'm glad we made it through
Cause we so young and dumb
Cause we so young and-
Yeah it's the house, bitch
I wrote this song for you
Cause sometimes we get lost
I pray we make it through
Cause we so young and dumb
Riding in your drop top benz
Maybe not a benz, maybe it's your Mom's car
She handed you the keys to the whip
"Don't crash it baby"
Been playin your whole life
Don't mash it baby
140 on the dash, whiplash is crazy
The reave on the scene, I mean
Good grief I think
Moreso I dream I'm on another-
Planet god dammit they jammed
Me and my brother
Got a chance to say peace up
To all my pеople that would hold
Me down 'til I reup
This feelin is appеalin
I could drown non-believers
Remember when the teacher called your
Name and you'd freeze up
My nigga dropped out and put
His brains on the beaker
Back, back from what you're speakin on
Nigga you ain't stylin you too
Busy getting cheated on
Nigga you a star and getting
Bodied by your feature runs
Nigga we know this
Soon enough they put their people on
This that, cream silent with that big back
I see they wising up and getting
Tired of that shit rap
I know that my environment
Is violent and distant i never boy scouted
Boys club is where we dick camp
I been on tour before I dropped this shit
Obviously
Chosen from a golden flow and prophecy
I could get
More in-depth then what I got right here
I'm saving room on my dick for
What I drop this year yeah
And this your favourite song
I wrote this song for you
Cause sometimes we get lost
I'm glad we made it through
Cause we so young and dumb
Cause we so young and-
Yeah it's the house, bitch