Pablo Skywalkin - Bailey's in Bangkok lyrics

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Pablo Skywalkin - Bailey's in Bangkok lyrics

[Intro] Yea Yo n***as come up to me all the time and sh** man Like yo, yo dawg where you be at? You don't be out here like that sh** I'm like I be out here I just don't be in the spot y'all be in I'm thinking of a whole different perspective homie You thinking I'm in the club down the street I'm halfway across the world dawg Sipping some Bailey's in Bangkok homie [Verse 1] Label me your favorite underdog as fly as every one of y'all n***as feel awake cause I don't try to chill up under y'all Spot a bad b**h and push up on her like a wonder bra Run her and after I get some plays then I punt her off Money's my motivation but it can never rule me Snakes slither like scotty with nino in that p**y You ain't f**ing with yours truly Grind me to the d**h Like gunner man taking his last breath Touching an uzi Rock-a-bye baby Why am I so shady? Why is it when I visit yo b**h she goes crazy? Couldn't check this east side off of me if you paid me Hernandez and I out to the cop car, yo they hate me Dookie link with the cane hanging out the Derango You be getting robbed, unchained, they call you Django I don't speak on Zimmerman, n***as know how the game goes Skittles inside the barrel of his mouth, taste the rainbow [Chorus] Rappers come and go I'll be posted here in the same spot Murder me and we don't be playing, letting the gangs pop I'm a different fabric, yo we ain't cut from the same cloth Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok Bailey's up in Bangkok? f**, that was the gangs' spot I don't do coke raps so I ain't about the name drop I be up in every single spot that you lames not Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok [Verse 2] Somebody better tell that f** n***a to chill I really know them streets, yo I know them n***as for real You ain't a k**er you just around some n***as who k** So don't mistake yourself for a n***a that really will You's an OG groupie, but I'm respected by them How you justify yourself being a low key floozy? You living like a movie looking real goofy Double barrel smoking like some twin doolies hanging from the ride Banging by my side brought a line Iron high transform Columbine, type a tragedy up in your man's dorm Whiskey sipping, jack tripping spring up from the back seats clap beach And turn the scenery to Jack Reacher Real sh** banging up out your speaker Finger popping your broad until she leak Then hook up the bra with the C cup f** you looking crazy at me for? Pa** the weed bruh Get your dough and cheese we softly divide the pizza [Chorus] Rappers come and go I'll be posted here in the same spot Murder me and we don't be playing, letting the gangs pop I'm a different fabric, yo we ain't cut from the same cloth Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok Bailey's up in Bangkok? f**, that was the gangs' spot I don't do coke raps so I ain't about the name drop I be up in every single spot that you lames not Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok [Verse 3] I'm just another cat rapping from the east you should applaud me Could have been pulling ‘raris on your mommy with a tommy Instead I chose another route almost went to the army Psychologically no telling how Uncle Sam would have harmed me Was better of walking the streets Dealing with beef Chilling with heat Bodies laying still in the sheets Losing homies, feeling the grief Busy fighting my war, mentally and physically More focused than Clubber Lang, Rocky 3, Mr. T Stand alone on my own, just me and my trusty grown When its on, bullets dance around n***as like puffy cones Shut the studio as quick as making the band All on your head like Miguel when jumping over some fans I am still the man, just more improved with a plan Nothing to f** with like the clan, you know, the Wu n***a I been here who are you n***as I barely can relate and vibe with all you new n***as [Chorus] Rappers come and go I'll be posted here in the same spot Murder me and we don't be playing, letting the gangs pop I'm a different fabric, yo we ain't cut from the same cloth Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok Bailey's up in Bangkok? f**, that was the gangs' spot I don't do coke raps so I ain't about the name drop I be up in every single spot that you lames not Tripping with some b**hes while sipping Bailey's in Bangkok

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