Luis too Thrill - On 808 Flow’$ lyrics
[Luis too Thrill - On 808 Flow’$ lyrics]
Yea, yea, yea
Uh, yeah
Yeah! yeah! yeah!
UH' hundred' bills up in my pocket
Got a space ship so I'm barely walkin'
Designer and some diamonds what I'm rockin'
If yo pockets deep then yo
Pockets do the talking
You already know, Swervin' off the UFO
Shit is foreign and you know it's finna blow
(yuh)
Pistol poppin' get the people on the floor
Middle finger to these demons
As I blow the smoke!
Type of shit to choke
Third eye vision so we woke
Holy water spray em down, till they soaked
Fergy told me, spray it at em, and reload
Yuh!
Rubber bands to the face
I'm in love with money fragrance (yuh')
Light the blunt up bitch I'm flamin'
But tell these motha fucka's do
Not miss a payment
Burnin rubber on the pavement
JESUS on the wheel
While we bumpin' up some Satan
Light the lettuce when the base in
Shit's amazin' whole squad an we blazin'
Prezi plane Jane, code red yelling may day
Switch the weather with a hunnid'
Thou' Bitch it's raining! UH'
Got these diamonds on that winter cold
And I never sold my soul
Because the shit gold
Expose the chrome to your dome
And send you home! Yeah uh
Send a motha fucka home
Everybody put three fingers in the air
The sky is fallin' the wind is callin'
Stand for something or die in the morning
Section 80 hiiiPower
Astronaut just landed!
Uh, Uh i be on my Holy Gospel shit
Whipin' in some foreigns with Apostles shit
12 Deciples can't decipher what
The fossils left
Indica strain for the cypher then lui$
Put them at ease everything supreme
And nothing what it seems
Running through the earth, with the team
As I breeze right through
These Benjamin blues
Yeuh, Yeuh, Yeuh, Uh'
Let these dead presidents talk fuck a house
In the hills My house built on the rock
Phone goin' off
Like we got that shit in stock
People sleepin' on me
So I make em sleep walk
Rocks on my clock, just to hear em tic-toc
(uh')
An I'm swervin' and it's leather interior
What goes up
Most come down but my heights superior
Got the system overload
Check the torque on road
The way I'm runnin' it's a different mode
Fuck you mean, I cracked the code
The truth untold, got the system overload!
Yuh, yuh, yuh uh'
Diego is the zip code
Gold Soul, unfold, clip unload
Like we ready to build, and destroy!
Uh I said
Diego is the zip code
Gold Soul, unfold, clip unload
Like we ready to build, and Destroy!
I hope that you enjoy!
(It feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says, "Go ahead"
I got my hopes up again, oh no, not again
Feels like we only go backwards, darling)
Feels like
Uh, yeah
Yeah! yeah! yeah!
UH' hundred' bills up in my pocket
Got a space ship so I'm barely walkin'
Designer and some diamonds what I'm rockin'
If yo pockets deep then yo
Pockets do the talking
You already know, Swervin' off the UFO
Shit is foreign and you know it's finna blow
(yuh)
Pistol poppin' get the people on the floor
Middle finger to these demons
As I blow the smoke!
Type of shit to choke
Third eye vision so we woke
Holy water spray em down, till they soaked
Fergy told me, spray it at em, and reload
Yuh!
Rubber bands to the face
I'm in love with money fragrance (yuh')
Light the blunt up bitch I'm flamin'
But tell these motha fucka's do
Not miss a payment
Burnin rubber on the pavement
JESUS on the wheel
While we bumpin' up some Satan
Light the lettuce when the base in
Shit's amazin' whole squad an we blazin'
Prezi plane Jane, code red yelling may day
Switch the weather with a hunnid'
Thou' Bitch it's raining! UH'
Got these diamonds on that winter cold
And I never sold my soul
Because the shit gold
Expose the chrome to your dome
And send you home! Yeah uh
Send a motha fucka home
Everybody put three fingers in the air
The sky is fallin' the wind is callin'
Stand for something or die in the morning
Section 80 hiiiPower
Astronaut just landed!
Uh, Uh i be on my Holy Gospel shit
Whipin' in some foreigns with Apostles shit
12 Deciples can't decipher what
The fossils left
Indica strain for the cypher then lui$
Put them at ease everything supreme
And nothing what it seems
Running through the earth, with the team
As I breeze right through
These Benjamin blues
Yeuh, Yeuh, Yeuh, Uh'
Let these dead presidents talk fuck a house
In the hills My house built on the rock
Phone goin' off
Like we got that shit in stock
People sleepin' on me
So I make em sleep walk
Rocks on my clock, just to hear em tic-toc
(uh')
An I'm swervin' and it's leather interior
What goes up
Most come down but my heights superior
Got the system overload
Check the torque on road
The way I'm runnin' it's a different mode
Fuck you mean, I cracked the code
The truth untold, got the system overload!
Yuh, yuh, yuh uh'
Diego is the zip code
Gold Soul, unfold, clip unload
Like we ready to build, and destroy!
Uh I said
Diego is the zip code
Gold Soul, unfold, clip unload
Like we ready to build, and Destroy!
I hope that you enjoy!
(It feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says, "Go ahead"
I got my hopes up again, oh no, not again
Feels like we only go backwards, darling)
Feels like