Rozz Dyliams - Something Special lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Something Special lyrics]
You can dance You can clap you
Can move it to my rap
You can dance You can clap you
Can move it to my rap
Move it to my rap, move it to my rap
Move it to my rap
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
Lost in a dreamy place with
Beats inspired by Anna
Corinna's face this is how my penis taste
I got the cleanest laced
Kicks for kicking bass lines
And kicking whack
Shit out of my realm of space
Get your head erased fucking with
The split personality producer
But I don't ever think I'm metal face
I'm underrated but I'm never outdated
Cause nothing that I made existed
Bеfore I made it i played it out loosеr so
My tracks hit smoother
I got one foot in the 90s and
The other in the future saying
The unpolished will demolish how you
Could have failed psychology's
Cool and still not have dropped mad knowledge
I never leave you saying that
The beat is so so
I'm sipping gin but when I'm
Not I'm sipping Vita Coco
Now all of my friends got yokos
Fuck having the game on lock when you
Can have it in a chokehold
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap move it to my rap
Move it to my rap move it to my rap
Shake your bodies like you just don't care
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
The catalog enlarges as the jams get sweeter
Still putting records out with
Little to no features
I like it stripped down so
That's how I keep it
Many styles in the bag but
I never share my secrets
As the time passes and I get weeded
The sky is the limit but I have superseded
And if the rad jazz is what
You needed then I'm spinning 33's until the
Needle gets heated and the sampler freezes
Keep up with The Volunteerz if
You wanna meet us
Meet us at the mall I got CDs
And t-shirts I got it all finna ball
Finna get buck and hit the power ball
Courtesy of Lucy and Luck and I tower tall
Over emcees thinking they rock
I rock to the rhythm I
Create to generate a knot
I'm tryna generate a lot because
I got an addiction to
Staying jazzy and old veterans
Say I got chops
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap move it to my rap
Move it to my rap move it to my rap
Shake your bodies like you just don't care
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
Can move it to my rap
You can dance You can clap you
Can move it to my rap
Move it to my rap, move it to my rap
Move it to my rap
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
Lost in a dreamy place with
Beats inspired by Anna
Corinna's face this is how my penis taste
I got the cleanest laced
Kicks for kicking bass lines
And kicking whack
Shit out of my realm of space
Get your head erased fucking with
The split personality producer
But I don't ever think I'm metal face
I'm underrated but I'm never outdated
Cause nothing that I made existed
Bеfore I made it i played it out loosеr so
My tracks hit smoother
I got one foot in the 90s and
The other in the future saying
The unpolished will demolish how you
Could have failed psychology's
Cool and still not have dropped mad knowledge
I never leave you saying that
The beat is so so
I'm sipping gin but when I'm
Not I'm sipping Vita Coco
Now all of my friends got yokos
Fuck having the game on lock when you
Can have it in a chokehold
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap move it to my rap
Move it to my rap move it to my rap
Shake your bodies like you just don't care
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
The catalog enlarges as the jams get sweeter
Still putting records out with
Little to no features
I like it stripped down so
That's how I keep it
Many styles in the bag but
I never share my secrets
As the time passes and I get weeded
The sky is the limit but I have superseded
And if the rad jazz is what
You needed then I'm spinning 33's until the
Needle gets heated and the sampler freezes
Keep up with The Volunteerz if
You wanna meet us
Meet us at the mall I got CDs
And t-shirts I got it all finna ball
Finna get buck and hit the power ball
Courtesy of Lucy and Luck and I tower tall
Over emcees thinking they rock
I rock to the rhythm I
Create to generate a knot
I'm tryna generate a lot because
I got an addiction to
Staying jazzy and old veterans
Say I got chops
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap
You can dance you can clap you
Can move it to my rap move it to my rap
Move it to my rap move it to my rap
Shake your bodies like you just don't care
Y'know my rap is mean and my skin is fair
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