Zelooperz - Van Gogh’s Left Ear lyrics
[Zelooperz - Van Gogh’s Left Ear lyrics]
How sweet the sound when a
Brush touch a canvas
I gotta live baby, I can't be famished
I'm just tryna get to my residuals, estatic
Old school telephone, baby gotta patch me in
Morse code bitch, bee-bee-beep
Bee-bee-bee-beep me baby I'ma make you cum
You can come come skeet on me
I don't know the rule of thumb
My fingerprint bring me cheese
Nigga play with mine
I make him tote and drum down the street
Gotta keep it real with you, I mean:
If I say that shit one time, will not repeat
Swear these hoes likе parrots
They be mockin' me
Mom's young jock bitchеs wanna ride with me
Birdman, pelican, bitches flock to me
Shhh! Close the curtains, commence surgery
Burst up in bitch like volcanoes in Hawaii
I'm livin' out my dreams
This bitch is thinkin' I'm sightseein'
Kill the beat, get locked up
They ain't gon' write for me
She like, "you talk so smooth
Why you rap so violently?"
Get in the groove, bitch
You might end up likin' me
Wear her in my, now she smiling like Trident
Old school nigga
You can find me where a fossil is
With the lobster is, where the mobster is
You where is
Last year, bitch didn't have shit to her name
Now her ass fat, helium is the one to blame
Niggas goofy on the 'gram
That's the cost of the fame
Head enthusiast, she look a boss in the face
What the Peruvian, see it in his face
Big can hit the dope like I
Sprayed 'em with some ACE
Came in with an Asian bitch
Like Cradle 2 The Grave
Call up bitch, my name is Z
But I ain't abbreviate it
Went on a hike, now a nigga feel rejuvenated
Seen where he come from
You would've say you never hate it
Come from the Everglades with the
Pine she was shaded
Bad bitch text me "hey" but I
Ain't text her back for days
Got home, text her back
She like "where the fuck you been?"
Told that bitch I was
Workin', she start trippin'
Can't fuck with the bitch again
Wonder where my mind went
I think I shipped the wrong paintin'
Clientele know I smoke good
'cause that bitch stankin'
I ain't aching, I'm a grade A nigga
Where yo rank is?
Alright, I pull out the shank
Tell me where the plank is
Caribbean, i'm so high I feel like patient
Can't feel ligaments war on one
Goin' out like "who else leavin'?"
Bitch just wanted the head
She saw me sleepin'
Uh, she don't want me, fuck
Bitch wanna hit the head, well
I'm in good luck
Brush touch a canvas
I gotta live baby, I can't be famished
I'm just tryna get to my residuals, estatic
Old school telephone, baby gotta patch me in
Morse code bitch, bee-bee-beep
Bee-bee-bee-beep me baby I'ma make you cum
You can come come skeet on me
I don't know the rule of thumb
My fingerprint bring me cheese
Nigga play with mine
I make him tote and drum down the street
Gotta keep it real with you, I mean:
If I say that shit one time, will not repeat
Swear these hoes likе parrots
They be mockin' me
Mom's young jock bitchеs wanna ride with me
Birdman, pelican, bitches flock to me
Shhh! Close the curtains, commence surgery
Burst up in bitch like volcanoes in Hawaii
I'm livin' out my dreams
This bitch is thinkin' I'm sightseein'
Kill the beat, get locked up
They ain't gon' write for me
She like, "you talk so smooth
Why you rap so violently?"
Get in the groove, bitch
You might end up likin' me
Wear her in my, now she smiling like Trident
Old school nigga
You can find me where a fossil is
With the lobster is, where the mobster is
You where is
Last year, bitch didn't have shit to her name
Now her ass fat, helium is the one to blame
Niggas goofy on the 'gram
That's the cost of the fame
Head enthusiast, she look a boss in the face
What the Peruvian, see it in his face
Big can hit the dope like I
Sprayed 'em with some ACE
Came in with an Asian bitch
Like Cradle 2 The Grave
Call up bitch, my name is Z
But I ain't abbreviate it
Went on a hike, now a nigga feel rejuvenated
Seen where he come from
You would've say you never hate it
Come from the Everglades with the
Pine she was shaded
Bad bitch text me "hey" but I
Ain't text her back for days
Got home, text her back
She like "where the fuck you been?"
Told that bitch I was
Workin', she start trippin'
Can't fuck with the bitch again
Wonder where my mind went
I think I shipped the wrong paintin'
Clientele know I smoke good
'cause that bitch stankin'
I ain't aching, I'm a grade A nigga
Where yo rank is?
Alright, I pull out the shank
Tell me where the plank is
Caribbean, i'm so high I feel like patient
Can't feel ligaments war on one
Goin' out like "who else leavin'?"
Bitch just wanted the head
She saw me sleepin'
Uh, she don't want me, fuck
Bitch wanna hit the head, well
I'm in good luck