Kingdom Of Fear, Kashmere - Sir Digby Chicken Caesar lyrics
[Kingdom Of Fear, Kashmere - Sir Digby Chicken Caesar lyrics]
Yo, hawaiian shirt, sipping ouzo
The flying puto i’m in the club sipping
Overproof with loose hoes
Puffing cuban cigars getting lyrical
My tilted troopy makes me the smooth criminal
I tell a chicken ‘wassup?
How’s your back today?’
I see you’re still rocking
A plaster like Wackaday
Yo we was doing our thing
Do you remember what i did between your
Legs that had your face like "ping!"
Oh, snap there must have been the alcohol
Talking through your chest i know the rest
They say mixing a drink is
Bad for your health by the end of the night
You’ll be stabbing yourself
But yo, i just keep mixing them up, yo
I’m twisted picking a fight with an oak tree
Yo, that’s gifted
Linking up with my ill breed just juicing
Time to head to the next spot
And keep it moving
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should I blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should I blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
(Biatch)
Guzzling the absinthe
Losing my mind in a labyrinth
My nigga David Bowie got the cannabis
I smoke and inhale i guzzle and piss
Fucked up and I’m loving this shit
Feeling superhuman
Drawing chicks like Port Newman
I never tap no yat that looks like a Moomin
But that’s another album for another time
But for now havana club with double lime
Getting free drugs with my nigga Castro
A good friend
Who taught me how to maximize cash flow
You can pick what you like
Drinking liquor all night
Sparking Phillies, getting ill on the mic
We might beat you down
Getting drunker than your uncle
Karaoke hit's from Simon and Garfunkel
I mean what I meant i’m out of here fam
Onto the next space like Cool Ken
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should i blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should i blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
(Biatch)
The flying puto i’m in the club sipping
Overproof with loose hoes
Puffing cuban cigars getting lyrical
My tilted troopy makes me the smooth criminal
I tell a chicken ‘wassup?
How’s your back today?’
I see you’re still rocking
A plaster like Wackaday
Yo we was doing our thing
Do you remember what i did between your
Legs that had your face like "ping!"
Oh, snap there must have been the alcohol
Talking through your chest i know the rest
They say mixing a drink is
Bad for your health by the end of the night
You’ll be stabbing yourself
But yo, i just keep mixing them up, yo
I’m twisted picking a fight with an oak tree
Yo, that’s gifted
Linking up with my ill breed just juicing
Time to head to the next spot
And keep it moving
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should I blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should I blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
(Biatch)
Guzzling the absinthe
Losing my mind in a labyrinth
My nigga David Bowie got the cannabis
I smoke and inhale i guzzle and piss
Fucked up and I’m loving this shit
Feeling superhuman
Drawing chicks like Port Newman
I never tap no yat that looks like a Moomin
But that’s another album for another time
But for now havana club with double lime
Getting free drugs with my nigga Castro
A good friend
Who taught me how to maximize cash flow
You can pick what you like
Drinking liquor all night
Sparking Phillies, getting ill on the mic
We might beat you down
Getting drunker than your uncle
Karaoke hit's from Simon and Garfunkel
I mean what I meant i’m out of here fam
Onto the next space like Cool Ken
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should i blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
I just came to get krunk
Observing the world through the
Eyes of a drunk
Should i blaze the cess or blaze the skunk?
Just fill up my glass and pass the blunt
(Biatch)