Blu - Belly Full lyrics

Verse 1: Blu] Swoop, swoop Belly full, heavy on the wool, cheeba Heaven on cool, I'm on ya dual speakers Roof mission with some cut, sitting plush Sitting up in them trucks when n***as is whippin', sess Dust n***as, split a blunt, dutch with vanilla clarks Lit up with her denim art bending hearts b**h, its more than just a dick, its a feeling System in the park I was k**ing Touched a sister in the heart, I was healing Pick ya part, shoot ya darts right, f** a reptilian Got n***as pushing hearses, we pushing verses Lincoln continental, delta service [Verse 2: Med] Time traveling life through sound pa**ages Town champions, surrounds pound for the crown Count 'em in, bounce from the crown Victoria magnolian brim cover the tent Lenses script rigid, fit but its fitted Under linen cloth, minutes off Back in it, in the park Woman holds the stem of, commend a thought Phone a friend, let her pick her part In it snark (?), get the bread man heavy on the starch Chevy on the front lawn parked Spark clear leafs, let it breathe breathe For the prestige feeling let ya ears feast I be on the crease, sharp with a dip Like arms in the sleeve, n***a came from the pits Then drop from the backseat, tell 'em where to get Chauffeured, rover, behind tents sipping burb [Verse 3: Jack Spade] We cruising, 88 delta black bruising Tan with the burgundy seats, twisting a Suzanne Smoke while I'm rolling, park the chi, choking Spark like fireworks, the samurai shogun Slicin', rap blows like Tyson and his youngin Banjo shoot n***as while the strings is strumming Black sabata, African ensenada In it for a little bit more, the whole enchilada Roll with me, chop it up, go half on a fifty Petro, f** the metro, lets go sample clepto Double dice swinging from the rear view Add it up, 12x12, speaking the amir do I'm at jummah tryna follow the sunnah Making salat, tryna keep my deen in a dunia Inshallah