Brockhampton - 1999 Wildfire lyrics

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Brockhampton - 1999 Wildfire lyrics

[Intro: Jazze Pha] Ladies and gentlemen Lions, tigers and bears, giraffes, sea urchins, alligators and all that sh** I am Jazze Phenzel Burgandy Obama Luther King Jr. Jackson Five the First And I'd like to introduce to you Brock Denzel AKA Blockhampton Oh boy, ladies and gentlemen [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la [Verse 1: Matt Champion] 32 hundred on the jacket like Magic Johnson Got a couple chains off Slauson Silhouette lookin' like Charlie's Angels I loose up with a drip of sangria Wipe that smirk life ain't that serious Love when you're double bunned up, like Leia Make me wanna check my blood pressure Am I being too obvious? I got a crush, it's nothing else I swear, it's nothing else, wake up, feelin' like Adriana Lima Wavin' my feet, yo, right up out the Beamer Do my dance like ooh, la, la, when she strut like "oh my god" Make me sweat like exercise, double up, milkshake and fries [Verse 2: Joba] I heard a call from the mountain top (Joba) So I put my cloak on and I walked Coined a peasant in the gra**lands with a wand Cast my spells with some peasants, now we roam We left our shanties in the village with nowhere to go Just a group of outcasts with the gift of hope Well, now we're eating grapes, and the finest cheese Achieving wisdom from the wizards we were tryna be Now other people from my village want to come with me The thing with magic is you cannot have it if you don't believe You did not believe, they did not believe, you can tell me things This was all foreseen, you're not one with me, I bought a horse With the shillings that you took and then gave back to me I met the queen that you praise so much, she's into me I bought a castle in the Shire with the moat and the catapult I keep it clean with my medieval flow [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la [Verse 3: Dom McLennon & Joba] Martin had a dream for a n***a like me To show up like this; why you gotta hate? Looking at my pace with your face screwed Hope it get stuck like this, never even cared to appear Or adhere my career, trust me you don't gotta touch my sh** Pulling every card out the cuff no bluff it's enough to discuss I won't be the one to rush that shift, couldn't crush my gift Even if I'm in a thousand pieces Listening to menaces that pledge allegiance To my every weakness, why they spreading secrets? Called my dreams facetious, bet they can't believe this Or they they act like the world shoulda knew about me All I know is they wanted to move without me How they used to doubt me, but you can't renounce me Like la, la, la, la [Verse 4: Bearface] Ain't no pressure, oh, no, we ain't got no money, no lie I ain't gonna rush it, no lie, straight to the fire Right 'til you move on, we ain't got no money, no lie I ain't gonna rush it, no lie Ain't no pressure, oh, no, we ain't got no money No lie I ain't gonna rush it, no lie, straight to the fire Right 'til you move on, we ain't got no money, no lie I ain't gonna rush it, no lie (whoop!) [Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Joba] My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go n***as that I don't know, la, la, la, la [Outro: Matt Champion] 32 hundred on the 32 hundred on the

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