Omarion D. Feliciano - Top Floor Mind State lyrics

some changes bouta happen around here Sheer will and self motivation all I hear Connoisseur of creation; I’m god tier Will-i-am-not but ya still call me Shakespeare (Yessir!) it’s 2 oh 2 one issa new year (Yessir!) got new Sho- New -Nen Issa good year (For anime!) Damn you caught that sh*t got a good ear (And memory!) high like a blimp call it...... (Goodyear) Bounce bounce bounce on dat beat I use ounce after ounce ounce ounce broccoli Bounce bounce bounce on dat beat I use ounce after ounce ounce ounce broccoli Top floor; promotion All of my big plans; set in motion You ashy; you need lotion Eyes baggy; sleeping potion You and ya girl smell like onions and the ocean I know you’re angry yes I got the notion And there’s the front door give yourself a demotion ay Ugh you stink take a shower Not a koopa troopa I am bowser You poopa goomba wit no power Already lit, ate the fire flower On the rise like pizza crust Keep it fresh I never rust Those winds of change Now a hurricane Gonna blow you over helluva gust Top floor; promotion All of my big plans; set in motion You ashy; you need lotion Ice baggy; healing potion Your girl is preggo and you are not the father You better leggo before you are a bother Ugh you stink take a shower Not a koopa troopa I am bowser You poopa goomba wit no power And I still got the fire flower On the rise like pizza crust I’m so hot you might combust Those winds of change Now a hurricane Gonna blow you over helluva gust Hot floor; like lava Drink juice; like guava My plans are set in stone Can they stop me? Nada I’m chuggin like a train (chuga-chuga) My songs stuck in ya brain This sh*t is kinda hard I may go insane (joker!) Cruisin in my lane (Skrrrt) I spit gas; propane (hank hill) Im in line; Cocaine (Jk) And my names mckayne (Nice to meet ya) Got dat blue check on Spotify flexin my birth name Got dat blue check on Spotify flexin my birth name Top floor; promotion All of my big plans; set in motion You ashy; you need lotion Eyes baggy; sleeping potion You and ya girl smell like onions and the ocean I know you’re angry yes I got the notion And there’s the front door give yourself a demotion ay Ugh you stink take a shower Not a koopa troopa I am bowser You poopa goomba wit no power Already lit, ate the fire flower On the rise like pizza crust Keep it fresh I never rust Those winds of change Now a hurricane Gonna blow you over helluva gust