Kubuś, Trife Diesel, Shawn Wigs - Astro lyrics

That's right, y'all
Theodore, Ghostface in the buildin
Yeah, yo, eh yo

We out here in Amsterdam
Blowin weed up in the coffee shops
The munchees give me massive cramps
In the red light district, carryin' biscuit's
The Mac-11'll take plutonium, crisp shit
In the Benz cab
We got hash in little plastic bags
Flabs of chalk, we buyin up halves
And we got hoes, we ain't buyin no ass
With mad trees, we don't sleep
We just lie in the grass
With Henny bottles and bad models
Foot wears and pharagamos
Ghost master the rings, entertain
'em like Lou, i'll battle
The afterparty's at the hype hotel
Y'all could all slide through
Just bring me an L
Look, Amsterdam, just follow the smell
We got condoms, y'all, and we doin it well
(yeah) Doin it, doin it, doin it well
(TU) Doin it, doin it, doin it well
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan

Eh yo I flow like the Nile River
My style's bitter
Spit sixteen bars that'll make
The crowd shiver
The White Al splitter, sprinklin the haze
Blowin on that good chronic
Got me blazed for days
Zonin out, gettin high as a rocket
Mad Euros in my pocket
Theodore Unit, you can't stop it
Trife Dies'
I keep the bitches on their knees
Du-Lilz playin the back
Yo we twistin them leaves
Niggas better freeze
When I step in the place i'm like acne
My bare hands'll fuck up ya face
The most proliffic
The most high rated in ya district
With a hundred goons takin
Mushrooms blazin their biscuit's
Staten Island, the most thorough
We keep it gully black Timbs
Black army fatigues and a black skully
Last but not least, yo I gotta say peace
To all my peeps here in
Amsterdam bringin the heat kubus beats
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan

We got flows for days, purple haze
Broads that fuck to The OJ's
Son we get busy
The first ones to pop off the party
With the Red Bull, bottle of Goose
Lime Bacardi
And them cannibis kept fades with
The bricks of hash
Fell buyin out the bar like
He holdin that cash
Master class, we go fast, ball like Yanks
We in Amsterdam, son, I want Euros not Francs
And ya girl mad, no dick, lookin so sad
She like eight pounds of shit
In a two pound bag
We blow models but endure some more slow neck
This is Staten Island, we top of the line
What you expect?
Fall back or man up, our jewels are King Tut
If you down with the Theodore
Movement then stand up just stand up
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan
Eh yo we out here in Amsterdam
Theodore came through in a
Benny Hill Astro van
Big rope chains, son, outlastin ya man
Knockin out bottles of Henny like
It's part of the plan