Flatbush Zombies - Drama lyrics

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Flatbush Zombies - Drama lyrics

[Verse 1: Eric Arc Elliott] Phone is unavailable, feel it like it's real evolved I can sense a ménage à ma four, my repertoire It's just really really my god, air freshener in your car We hot boxin' in yo whip, that means I'm just really gone Highly medicated off this sticky brown in it Cup full of Henny, Box full of wheaties Switch you out them church clothes, then you make a mess of me Freak you on a Sunday, god knows that you're blessin' me Back twisted, act different I just have visions Me and mac, bad b**hes playin' badminton Little jack grippin', past livin' large At home with a big garage Zombies is k**in' sh**, send them my best regards p**y, Money, Weed, that's all a n***a need, right My philosophy, never be a decoy I'm feelin' good homie, Helen Keller sh** Heaven knows my name is smokin' for the hell of it [Hook: Kaya] All the fresh cuts, and you're slick too Keep a girl feelin' stuck like a ? Be the first love, say what I want But I'm sure ? If you like that, you're gonna love this This homegrown real strong it's that Kaya piff [Laughs] I can't smoke it though Yeah, you're high, so high (smoke it up, light it, light it) Yeah, you're high, so high (smoke it up, light it, light it) [Verse 2: Meech] She just kicked her feet up, let her hair down and roll up I just see the smirk, grab the bottle then I pour up You know what, nah you don't know what Only d** in my system, barely losing focus Smokin' on that loud sh**, eyes Barry Manilow Say you feelin' love sick, well baby here's the antidote Pull a hit, grab it though, do that sh** with pa**ion though f** with the cameras on, in dramatic fashion yo Smoke me what my blunt say, f** me what her c*nt say n***a I don't want the daily news unless I'm front page I spit fire, I'm a molotov monster Versace shades, coogie on, lookin' like papa It's a party bust that p**y open like pinata Go deep tug sheets skeet then it's bye bye Lookin' like an angel, might I sin Lick lick lick you to your halo Tongue power, scattered showers Now you need a raincoat And it's f** them all, cause I could never die faithful p**y stay tight, a** jello though p**y stay high, that's my hello ho Some n***a like em shy, but I prefer the bold Is it still a one night stand if she's on all fours? Let's go half on a baby, pot of pink and a bit of blue It's war in these sheets I'm bustin' and she bustin' too If I was in the right mind I would die, come back and wife you twice f** her right mind b**h, the world is mine the life is strife Dream the americana devil's pie the final slice Dream the americana devil's pie the final slice Don't fight it, light it Don't fight it just, light it light it light [Verse 3: Juice] So gritty it's trilly Smoke weed, rep my city If you with it then hit it Lil' mama is giddy Give Obama the finger Slide the clip through my nina Man f** ya'll n***as I don't want your feature Fettuccine with Jeanie Either way get it easy No need to be greedy Got weed by the tree, b It's leafy And lame b**hes give me heebie jeebies That's why I roll these planes Keep us high up in the game Presidential suite shake her a** in the frame Shoot a b**h, POV you know my steelo Juic you know my name ho p**y money weed I get p**y when I need Count it up, bag it up, I get money when I sleep Dead walker go harder than a lover Nosebleed, we dream like three pairs of ho pairs I'm Christ nice Lucifer wanna hold hands [Hook: Kaya]

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