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Stars Opio

Opio

12

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Verse One] This is what I mean about "my style is paramount" Big butter cream inquiring my whereabouts [?] Orange County make the sheriff shout Cooling out in Newport Beach at her parents house She said, "Who's your freak? I'll show you paradise." Do it in the two door pink Cadillac She straddle that like an acrobat I don't fabricate, add up the data it's all a matter of fact And ah I Could never be average to havoc, I'm massive and anguish Over grammatical flare Slanguage there Put it in your pocket, bob to it jeah [Hook] Step one Come on back up, why won't you give me some space? (now) Step two Let it loose, or turn up the bass (loud) Step three Press record so we can capture this Get every word that I say that chain reaction shit [Verse Two] Watch for vampires, arachnophobic But I crush small things, that's my motive Try, try it on me Nah fo' reala Op is Godzilla, spit fire That's why an Army, on the perimeter, lookin' in at ya Simmer down, simmer down Cause when I'm in your neighborhood they give me a pound The daps and vet status and snatched hella crowns Signed in [?] authenticated Signature series, I hit the herb and get me faded In a state of, meditation Astro projection and that's what I'm destined [Hook] [Verse Three] I keep a joint danglin' Detroit to London, England Roll the Peter Tosh up, smokin' on CNN I hope the pope see it in the Vatican Broadcasting from Sin City In a strip club, blow steam on fat titty I'm that witty, crafty, savvy, ask Dizzy Gillespie Finesse be in my ancestry Fear all vasectomies best believe I'm multiplying I might produce the next prodigy The father of a modern marvel, that's gotta be me Creator of the Odyssey And massive classics, they part of me Y'all start to see [Hook] [Verse Four] From Gina to Dina, Christina to Steph They beat on my pita and squeeze it to death And blow up my pager and leave messages To meet 'em at Caesars "and please come with Phes'" These are requests that I get on the daily Bumpin' that Fela Kuti in a daze be on one Elevating the art form I talk for 'em Cause I spark the inaugural Convey the brilliance to millions It's hard for some to comprehend, we ain't talkin' to them And I'm still spillin', it's not pretend Rap life from start to end, it all begin with what?... [Hook]
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