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ZIPPER

Track byBrockhampton

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  • 2017.12.15
  • 3:22
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Pretty sure I'm maniacal, but what do I know? I don't know, all I know is what I see through my monocle That and the telescope, keep one lens on the money flow The other's gold and complemental trusty, well, well I'm rolling down hills in a suit through the mud Throw my dress shoes in a fire with the woods Sit back and relax with the fumes of Everything I hate in the world Play Mozart, smoke my cigar on My estate, keep the cars parked on the front lawn Neighbors hate, place duct tape underneath their tires And I wait Sun sets to blood moon horizons Left brain and right brain divided Set frames and watch plays inside them In the mountains now's where you'll find him I smell a breeze in the morning I feel your presence, it's warming I paid attention to warnings But we were too caught up in transforming Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Lucky days, I'm burnin' the four-sil Your boy is dusty like brush up a fossil Hear that shit urk like the noise of a possum Bitch, I'm a king, I was born in the castle Built like a boxer, I'm ready to tussle Fuck on my baby, I'm ready to bust one Come fuck with me and my dogs Hate on my ass like in-laws, uh That boy stay light like a cheerleader, um She want me filled like a two litre, um Eat it all day, watch it ricochet off Then I skrrt off on that Michelin, aw They don't got nothing on me 'til I pop They don't got nothing on me, call the cops I hit that run like a Heisman boy, run it back Look at that boy, hit that running back Shout out to South Central, San Marcos I got addicted to soft shell tacos Right now, it's panties and ramen noodles Now I see how I'm gon' make a shooter Stamina, stamina! I used to be holding the camera Head through the glass, throw your window up Start praying to me like my handle Cortana We like Wu-Tang but I feel like Santana She's lightskin just like she Hannah Montana Head was clean, Tony Fantano... Made her my wife-a She can't eat 'cause she's so Bella Confused erection Bad hoes, no name, brand slave, brainless Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talkin' to

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