Hey, hey (ayy, ayy) Yes Lord Uh, smoother than a motherfucker Suede on the inside Candy paint, candy paint I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker (woo) She ask me can her friend ride Kelly wanna have a drink And shorty wanna pop pills all night Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck (woo) You gon' listen to this Marvin You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone Oh y'all niggas want that Barry White? Well, I don't really fuck with that right there That could make a nigga act up right there Well go and get your rocks off, boo Nah, nah, nah, I don't really do all that, but it's more for you (Come on, yes Lord) I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you You fucking with an old soul, twice removed My pops used to work up on them fighter jets Maybe that's the reason I be through (yes Lord) Now who the fuck called me a player? I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub I'm a coach, I'ma teach these bitches how to layup Now most of y'all can't do shit But all my chicks cook grits (hey, hey) Uh, and roll a spliff, at the same damn time You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine Now if you don't mind If I call you a bitch It's 'cause you're my bitch And as long as no one else call you a bitch Then there won't be no problems, nah If I call you a trick It's 'cause you paid rent And as long as you don't call after six Then there won't be no problems Walk with me now She with it, she with it Shit, keep it three hundred I ain't even gotta hit it She with it, she with it All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning (yeah), nigga She with it, she with it Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping (uh) She with it, she with it Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it Yes Lord (yes Lord) My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot (True story) Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you? Yes Lord Never go broke chasing riches But you might go broke Chasing every lil' stank-ass ho with a tongue piercing, now If I call you a bitch (woo) It's 'cause you're my bitch And as long as no one else call you a bitch Then there won't be no problems, nah If I call you a trick It's 'cause you paid rent And as long as you don't call after six Then there won't be no problems Walk with me now She with it, she with it Shit, keep it three hundred I ain't even gotta hit it, nigga She with it, she with it All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning (yeah), nigga She with it, she with it Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping (uh) She with it, she with it Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it Yes Lord (yes Lord)
why does this song gives off. Weird vibes? Seems like im in another world. I cant describe the feeling. i dont know. It feels like i heard it when i was born. its super strange..
바람을 스쳐 지나가니 내 찬란했던 추억도 스쳐 지나간다. 앞질러 가는 과거는 너무 휘황찬란했다. 하지만 언젠가 사라지고 남은 것은 지금 이 순간. 모든 것은 공허했다. 하지만 바람이 다시 불어온다. 바람은 앞을 가리킨다. 앞엔 아무것도 없다. 하지만 바람은 앞을 또다시 가리킨다. 난 걷는다. 졸음의 오솔길을 터벅터벅 걷기란 매우 힘 빠지는 일이었다. 나는 스르륵 눈이 감겼다. 그리고 높은 하늘을 느낀다. 들려오는 것은 아무것도 없다. 하지만 나는 들린다. 바람의 향연이 슬프게 날 위로해 주었다. 그리고 바람은 멈췄다. 이제 보이는 것, 들리는 것은 없었다. 오직 근사했던 추억만이 남았다. 나는 아름다운 추억을 즐긴다. 그리고 다시 길을 걷는다.
sadly, this isnt nostalgic to me, it makes me feel nostalgic. but i mainly feel liminal and sad. i want to be trapped in a liminal snow path for eternity, be run away from the entitys, hide in the warm forest.
