Social Club Misfits - Off the Wall lyrics

[Intro: Playdough] Gold tips Bouncing off the walls Bounce, bouncing of the walls Bouncing off the walls Bounce, bouncing of the walls [Verse 1: Playdough] Bouncing off the walls Ignoring all my calls I send 'em straight to voicemail While I partied in my drawers Some socks and ADIDAS Then I change into my chucks Got a $25 gift certificate for Starbucks So we there at 11:05 The whole crews here and I think you know why I got enough credit to cover the whole tribe Lattes up, we 'bout to go live Yeah, that's me and my boys We cream and milk and steam and soy We ain't trying to be you, cuz the crew's so fly We Christ Air, Christian Hosoi Pour it in a cup and we tip it back Give a little love, and we get it back Free refills so we fill it up It'll hit our head in a minute (cough) Jesus juice and OJ Your crew don't get no play If they kick us out, then who cares? We taking this party to Chipotle So let's go Filling up these seats Drink a thousand Mountain Dews These road dogs rolling deep Tell me how we 'bout to lose? Dudes, girls, get it Group Fly or die, there's no limit If life is a piece of pie we gonna split it Yeah they got a mold, but tell 'em you don't fit it Yeah they got gold, but tell 'em they don't tip it Yeah you got goals and tell 'em you gonna get it A brand new soul, you know it's God-given And if life is a gift, then tell 'em we gonna live it [Hook: Playdough] x2 Bouncing off the walls Bouncing off the walls Bouncing off the walls Bounce, bouncing off the walls [Bridge: Playdough] Yeah, get up, bounce Get up, just bounce, bounce Diva, get up, bounce Shut up, just bounce, bounce [Verse 2: MartyMar] Hey, yo I'm popular but have no friends They try to give advice, but I got too much common sense I walk inside the club like I'm the one who pays the rent In VIP jump up and down until the couch is split A-a-a-all right I'm out of here Ride in electronic chairs Swerving through traffic beeping when I go backwards I'm just an average kid with big dreams I serve a big God, I got big schemes To take over the world, so when I die Y'all can miss me [Verse 3: FERN] I got it, y'all can miss me twice, Fern spit crispy nice Life's been an inspiration, years of proper preparation On the block for years, prison wasn't planned Had 'em bouncing off the walls with the packs from out my hand I ain't punch in for like ten years Lost me a whole decade trying to get straight, now I been here This that slow flow in layman's terms so you can get it clear I tell other rappers that hard work pays off; persevere Cause 2014 still gonna be our year And no catch up, just put work out for the world to hear [Hook] [Bridge]