WUMBO - WUMBO = Pound Cake Remix REC lyrics
These lyrics were submitted through RapPad - Write Better Lyrics I ain't out here makin music cuz i got a good voice I sip the beer and do it but this wasn't a choice Its the only way i can seem to prove a point So i stay hotter than the end of a joint Harder than metal in coins When you bite it you know its real Got emcees sh**ting they loins My tires peel i just keep on going While the inks burnin the paper Thc turns into vapor The fumes got me coughin Like i need an inhaler When i crash its like i got no brakes Pullin a trailer They tell me i need to pray To the lord and savior But im to focused on today And confused as to what comes later Becoming one with nature Vision of my goals narrow and red like a laser Ask a hater if i do them a favor I mashem like taters cook em with a tazer Yall knew i was crazy Now im only gettin insaner Its all cuz of this dank weed Cash rules everything they freeze Sicker than gangreen skavies and mainstream Stoned Think im caught ina daydream Maybe its because people ain't bein who they seem Regardless i tarnish the hardest So you privately talk sh** But this the line between private and sargent Made man and target Caveman and Charmin Insane pennin this jargen So i can afford an apartment Lift off in a starship Heat like this spit only from charred lips You sound like you be dead on the carpet OD'd on pills for penis enlargement This carnage (to my ex) Aight that one was for them This ones for you Dont be confused girl i know you feelin it too So much time spent thinkin bout when you were boo That if i say that i dont miss you girl it isnt the truth Some gotta think about they whole life Before they touch the mic im kinda like The same except my brain Takes me back to the only possible wife Ive ever encountered Perscription over the counter Not a minute pa** in an hour I ain't thinkin about her Damn... Now these beats i devour But without her its pointless Its losin its power Like im sacrificing a virgin While she gettin deflowered Two lost stoners afraid like cowards Runnin from being sober One day its love the next day its over Its like i got bit by a cobra In the neck chest and shoulders In no specific order its just me and the dojah Livin check to check Breath to breath Step by step I accept the d**h Of something that wasn't ready to die yet And i ain't even that high yet..