Diddy Bop feat. Raury,Cam O’bi

歌詞

I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready I’m ready, I’m ready This sound like Mississippi sippy cup, daddy turn bibby up Henny invented the catalyst for happiness in my cup This sound like kiddies on the playground when mama was running up Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat This sound like niggas complaining when their bitches like Raz-B B2K in the stereo, we juke in the back seat Or juke in the basement, in love with my KSWISS’s This feel like jumping in a pool and I’m knowing I can’t swim Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat For stealing that twenty dollars like ”baby, just ask me” Mama say she love, love, loved us When the lights was off we had to stay with cousins Granny at the BBQ with petty ass husband Summertime, city life, Chi-town, my town, my town After school matters like I’m needing that stipend right now Kennicott parking lot got caught with the blunt like “wow wow” Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop This sound like growing out my clothes With stars in my pocket, dreaming bout making my hood glow This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly This feel like every summertime Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time And I am not a star I am a meteor on a crash course towards Earth across the cosmos Versus Perseus to the father Of his birth to tell the truth, that I’m his real son Get blocked, I’ma build one Get blocked, I’ma build two Hope that you see it’s a staircase Still pray for a fair day where they give a fair race to the marinade And the dogons and the eses and the fair faced Keith Ape tryna pill paint Rainbows with a pink blue and a sea foam type of green hue Make a clear space Stop overreacting, it’s past my curfew I’m out after 6 Happily making my accident Mama gon’ whoop on my ass again Pray that I’m making my way before 8 and I might have to sneak in the back again Hope that Memorial traffickin’ Hope that she stopping for gas again Girl I just want to relax again Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again I know Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop This sound like growing out my clothes With stars in my pocket, dreaming bout making my hood grow This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly This feel like every summertime Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop Watching my happy, watching my happy ooh ooh Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop