Mark Zuckerberg Presents Facebook, Lil B - DMT in the DMV lyrics
[Mark Zuckerberg Presents Facebook, Lil B - DMT in the DMV lyrics]
(Crowd Cheering and Applause)
You know I always wanted to be based
I was poppin blues like I broke my back
This was way after the time that
I used to smoke a black
But now I’m hittin mild stones
While they still smack
Cookin crack
$70 dollar to not feel shit?
Being broke is wack
The buyer and suppliers acquire in ft myers
The fire makes you higher
O-o-o-oo lookey lookey it’s drug free old me
Mistah OD in Two O Twenty
Mistah fly like an eagle die to that ego
If she like to trip then she know what I like
She’s just a barb hoppin car hoppin
Star shoppin type of motha
A pеrcoset makes her twеrk and
Sweat there’s no talkin
When she gives me head she’s got her
Tongue tied like it’s group love
The young died tried
The true thug but they didn’t know they plugs
Shoot thugs I’m feeling like the pause
In fugazi’s weight room
I got so many opps that I feel like choking
The key to life, is hidden in a bin
I lie my ass of on Facebook Marketplace
And I do it with a grin
Pedophiles want my head and I’m
Not talking just my head
If that bag is not a telfar than
It’s not a bag
Then the value is more bullish than
Pippen and Rodman
Smoke fentanyl to get closer to god
(oh my fuck)
For the bootleg dead kennedys
They must want 10 of these
And for me to Rob Ma Hoe 2
I’m gon’ need some head in me
Cause of that violence I’m
Gonna make an enemy
LOVE dRUGS is just Me and My junkie
Albert and Olivya got me feelin like a junkie
And for the Electric Candy Thunder City
I really want three
Gonna have to show them Jambalaya
For them to bump me
DMT in the DMV if they
Really want the bump free
I’m free
(Gimmie that alcohol
Gimmie that motherfuckin alcohol ahh)
Lil B
Mystery verses, Sherlock Holmes
I’m in and out
More dark spots than your dome
Mystery verses I send ya home
Misses remindin me of Sherlock Holmes
I’m and out of the brain freeze
I got more money and more
Spots than I ever need
Yeah
Imma do what I want
Lil B is my friend
That’s for real, don’t front
Walkin down the street
Got more binoculars to find what I need
Lil’ B is my friend
This the mystery verse
When is gonna be the end?
I don’t know, I always grow
They said do what I want
I said never
Take my time
Everything I do is special
You better get your mind right, pussy
You know I always wanted to be based
I was poppin blues like I broke my back
This was way after the time that
I used to smoke a black
But now I’m hittin mild stones
While they still smack
Cookin crack
$70 dollar to not feel shit?
Being broke is wack
The buyer and suppliers acquire in ft myers
The fire makes you higher
O-o-o-oo lookey lookey it’s drug free old me
Mistah OD in Two O Twenty
Mistah fly like an eagle die to that ego
If she like to trip then she know what I like
She’s just a barb hoppin car hoppin
Star shoppin type of motha
A pеrcoset makes her twеrk and
Sweat there’s no talkin
When she gives me head she’s got her
Tongue tied like it’s group love
The young died tried
The true thug but they didn’t know they plugs
Shoot thugs I’m feeling like the pause
In fugazi’s weight room
I got so many opps that I feel like choking
The key to life, is hidden in a bin
I lie my ass of on Facebook Marketplace
And I do it with a grin
Pedophiles want my head and I’m
Not talking just my head
If that bag is not a telfar than
It’s not a bag
Then the value is more bullish than
Pippen and Rodman
Smoke fentanyl to get closer to god
(oh my fuck)
For the bootleg dead kennedys
They must want 10 of these
And for me to Rob Ma Hoe 2
I’m gon’ need some head in me
Cause of that violence I’m
Gonna make an enemy
LOVE dRUGS is just Me and My junkie
Albert and Olivya got me feelin like a junkie
And for the Electric Candy Thunder City
I really want three
Gonna have to show them Jambalaya
For them to bump me
DMT in the DMV if they
Really want the bump free
I’m free
(Gimmie that alcohol
Gimmie that motherfuckin alcohol ahh)
Lil B
Mystery verses, Sherlock Holmes
I’m in and out
More dark spots than your dome
Mystery verses I send ya home
Misses remindin me of Sherlock Holmes
I’m and out of the brain freeze
I got more money and more
Spots than I ever need
Yeah
Imma do what I want
Lil B is my friend
That’s for real, don’t front
Walkin down the street
Got more binoculars to find what I need
Lil’ B is my friend
This the mystery verse
When is gonna be the end?
I don’t know, I always grow
They said do what I want
I said never
Take my time
Everything I do is special
You better get your mind right, pussy