Stony - Meters Freestyle paroles de (lyrics)
[Stony - Meters Freestyle paroles de lyrics]
It's just another day
Another day to feel good
Another day to feel so damn good, god damn
Round of applause for the main
Cause of distraction from stress
Docs and depression
I got you dog, it's a blessing
Take a little bit of what i
Got and give it to
You wherever you're looking like you
Need bit of help
With a little bit of self doubt
I'll get you right back up
You know you got it when you're feeling like
Your body is a party made of cinnamon
And M&M's and smarties, things don't have to
Make sense to make you feel good
Just look at ATM's
Don't be mean to people, that shit
Ugly, like yo face is, when you fucking
I'm nice to fans that ask
For autographs and hugs and
Sign my name on girls
Cups call it Starbucksing
Imma need a model, that I can
Go cray-on, color me brown bear
Spitting image of Donald Faison
Rock a v-neck and a cardigan again and
Again and I don't give a
Fuck if you think it's in or
Not I will wear that shit
Speaking of Donald, I'm getting laid
I go in bald, and I'm too paid
Fuck a B, in her C, with
A D, ovaries, F'in G, i'm sorry for that C
God dammit
I'll have that one and her too that's three
Stuffing all this cash in my
Pants like my knee
Imma keep going, call me Lance
Don't cut m-e off too Emmy's, by any means
It's a freestyle, please, let me be free
Like i fucked a tree i cum Aleve swallow
It's a pain reliefer, take it out
Then stick it back in just
In time like a belieber
I leave and "Anna Li" her
That means I split won't call her either
This shit is a masterpiece now wave
Your hands I need a breather
Another day to feel good
Another day to feel so damn good, god damn
Round of applause for the main
Cause of distraction from stress
Docs and depression
I got you dog, it's a blessing
Take a little bit of what i
Got and give it to
You wherever you're looking like you
Need bit of help
With a little bit of self doubt
I'll get you right back up
You know you got it when you're feeling like
Your body is a party made of cinnamon
And M&M's and smarties, things don't have to
Make sense to make you feel good
Just look at ATM's
Don't be mean to people, that shit
Ugly, like yo face is, when you fucking
I'm nice to fans that ask
For autographs and hugs and
Sign my name on girls
Cups call it Starbucksing
Imma need a model, that I can
Go cray-on, color me brown bear
Spitting image of Donald Faison
Rock a v-neck and a cardigan again and
Again and I don't give a
Fuck if you think it's in or
Not I will wear that shit
Speaking of Donald, I'm getting laid
I go in bald, and I'm too paid
Fuck a B, in her C, with
A D, ovaries, F'in G, i'm sorry for that C
God dammit
I'll have that one and her too that's three
Stuffing all this cash in my
Pants like my knee
Imma keep going, call me Lance
Don't cut m-e off too Emmy's, by any means
It's a freestyle, please, let me be free
Like i fucked a tree i cum Aleve swallow
It's a pain reliefer, take it out
Then stick it back in just
In time like a belieber
I leave and "Anna Li" her
That means I split won't call her either
This shit is a masterpiece now wave
Your hands I need a breather