Mann, Jah Free, BLESSED, Shawn Chrystopher - Bend Ya lyrics
[Mann, Jah Free, BLESSED, Shawn Chrystopher - Bend Ya lyrics]
Bending you
Oh I’m bending, bending, bending
Bending you, oh, yeah
A permanent euphoria, everyday is the shit
Right hand on my money
Left hand be on your bitch
Rapping it made me rich
Money give me the women
Money we just be throwing it
Women they just be bending
All my girls fly like
They all flight attendants
Ten cent's, picky as fuck
She gotta look innocent
Since sin the center of
This whole fucking industry
Ain’t no saint, neither is she
But we pretend to be is it out to pocket to
Say I like the attention
Not to mention you don't even know
How high I've be getting
Experimenting, ‘cause it’s
Different, changing, growing
Leanin' and smoking, rolling, making music
Listening to no one, i’m on
One, twenty years old, world in my palms
Bent that's why I'm shaded up
Looking so calm
Giving you the world from my point of view
A true B-Day mobbing Dannon boy
That’s what I’m supposed to do
All these spoons in my kitchen
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend
(bend you up and bend you back down)
All the girls in my bedroom
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend
(bend you in and bend you back out)
All the rules to this game around
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend (Bending you)
Every time I close my eyes
I see a different dream
I pray to God that we don’t
Close until we reach our dreams
College tuition for daughters that
I ain’t even father
Now I got a redbone at the altar
Call me Prince Akeem
Six digit's for me like we did to offer
They used to call me Waldo
Got rich and now they call me Walter
Yeah, I'm higher than them Unkle
Pants, living without a purpose, man
But that just cause my circumstances
And I mean it, if you want
It, come and get it, boy
Death comes in threes and you’re
Looking like some triplets boys
In high school I climbed the roof
So I could smoke my weed
The dealers knew that I was young
And sold me bags of seeds
I’m chasing dreams, hoes chasing me
But I just give the name and
Number like the matter D
‘cause all I wanna do was roll up hash
And smash the ass of a bitch
Who looks like Kim Kardash', i'm gone
She is the last straw
I bend her and slip slow
My pencil draws her closer
She gets high and bends low
Long flight from my Cali mistress
To a district with red lights
Prostitutes and rich niggas
Just a recipe for long nights
Shake well, and oh they do
I’m laying next to some girl who last night
Showed me things I never knew now
Either I’m bending space or I’m
Just bent and spacing
I put my heart on tracks
But it’s 4 AM and that shit's still racing
One bed, two girls, three way, four times
My shame came of their clothes
It’s paradise of the mind
Absolut Vodka mixed with absolute freedom
I'm meeting my darker side and it’s
A pleasure just to meet him
I’m thinking while puffing and
Writing while fucking
Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow ain’t coming
And if Tamara ain’t cumin and that’s
The name that she told me
But when you hit this level
Every first name is phony
But here, the air tastes better
Weed is more potent and girls seem wetter
Days are a haze, drinks just stronger
Nocturnal nigga, these nights seem longer
I’m only here for one night
It’s Disneyland for man
White girls, blue kush, red lights
American and Amster damn
Oh I’m bending, bending, bending
Bending you, oh, yeah
A permanent euphoria, everyday is the shit
Right hand on my money
Left hand be on your bitch
Rapping it made me rich
Money give me the women
Money we just be throwing it
Women they just be bending
All my girls fly like
They all flight attendants
Ten cent's, picky as fuck
She gotta look innocent
Since sin the center of
This whole fucking industry
Ain’t no saint, neither is she
But we pretend to be is it out to pocket to
Say I like the attention
Not to mention you don't even know
How high I've be getting
Experimenting, ‘cause it’s
Different, changing, growing
Leanin' and smoking, rolling, making music
Listening to no one, i’m on
One, twenty years old, world in my palms
Bent that's why I'm shaded up
Looking so calm
Giving you the world from my point of view
A true B-Day mobbing Dannon boy
That’s what I’m supposed to do
All these spoons in my kitchen
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend
(bend you up and bend you back down)
All the girls in my bedroom
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend
(bend you in and bend you back out)
All the rules to this game around
They bend they bend they bend
They bend they bend (Bending you)
Every time I close my eyes
I see a different dream
I pray to God that we don’t
Close until we reach our dreams
College tuition for daughters that
I ain’t even father
Now I got a redbone at the altar
Call me Prince Akeem
Six digit's for me like we did to offer
They used to call me Waldo
Got rich and now they call me Walter
Yeah, I'm higher than them Unkle
Pants, living without a purpose, man
But that just cause my circumstances
And I mean it, if you want
It, come and get it, boy
Death comes in threes and you’re
Looking like some triplets boys
In high school I climbed the roof
So I could smoke my weed
The dealers knew that I was young
And sold me bags of seeds
I’m chasing dreams, hoes chasing me
But I just give the name and
Number like the matter D
‘cause all I wanna do was roll up hash
And smash the ass of a bitch
Who looks like Kim Kardash', i'm gone
She is the last straw
I bend her and slip slow
My pencil draws her closer
She gets high and bends low
Long flight from my Cali mistress
To a district with red lights
Prostitutes and rich niggas
Just a recipe for long nights
Shake well, and oh they do
I’m laying next to some girl who last night
Showed me things I never knew now
Either I’m bending space or I’m
Just bent and spacing
I put my heart on tracks
But it’s 4 AM and that shit's still racing
One bed, two girls, three way, four times
My shame came of their clothes
It’s paradise of the mind
Absolut Vodka mixed with absolute freedom
I'm meeting my darker side and it’s
A pleasure just to meet him
I’m thinking while puffing and
Writing while fucking
Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow ain’t coming
And if Tamara ain’t cumin and that’s
The name that she told me
But when you hit this level
Every first name is phony
But here, the air tastes better
Weed is more potent and girls seem wetter
Days are a haze, drinks just stronger
Nocturnal nigga, these nights seem longer
I’m only here for one night
It’s Disneyland for man
White girls, blue kush, red lights
American and Amster damn