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lirik lagu wallabees & weejuns – they hate change

wallabees and weejuns, we stepping in any season
greasy, city to city, we leave ’em speechless
easy, ain’t no opponents, it’s change blowing out your speakers
i know you noticed, who really on it, boy?

the b*t*s was a p*o*v counting c*o*d
never mind the gold t**th, i spent the same on my feet
crepe sole sosa, baby, do a favor
go tell your neighbors who’s your new favorite
came up from that lifetime table

we be them mod swingers, target on my back since a bopping teener
dirty money had me fiending, now my pockets can’t be cleaner
rockstar, homies out in vice city rocking hard
sp*ce tapes, sarge*o came from mars how he got them bars
popped collar, savile row rack rockers, act toppers
diy scene poppers, fedex office ‘zine droppers
zip and a double cuff, 505 jean rocker
tricky dance moves, keep the merch drops p*popping

they like, “how you do that though?”
i don’t know, but they like that though
did the same sh*t in the backyard, yo
spend a little pound, watch my show
still eating greggs, patty*fed
crumb sn*tcher with the peezy head
took the town cross the map, goldie,g where we at?
i don’t play guitar, b*tch, i play computers
my sickest sh*t like bird flu, your mcm a bird scooter
catch us walking down verdugo, head*turners, bread*earners
change set, fitted trucker grupo, that’s numero uno

yo, where we at with that track? it’s bene a minute since we worked on it
sounding so sick
uh, give me a call when you get this, i wanna hear it
like that, that’s it
wow

last time, i checked we was up
n*ggas wanna get down with the sound now got me like, “wow”
locs on my face seeing all of that fake sh*t
wonder how we move through the crowd
ain’t nothin’ but a g thang, keep things, low profile
crack a smile, see the gold in my mouth
so wild, how you turning that down?
nice meet you, my name is v*o
double*n, the e from dublin to fife to manchester
dancers can’t catch the beat
i’m too far ahead of time, can’t rewind
watch on shine, cartier design
number one stunner, fresh, big tyme
sh*t, who you know did more on the road?
crepe sole, two step, too cold
give it me, baby, f*ck him and that new mercedes
promise i could show you more than sunroofs, dirty headrests, lady
fifty*two*page passport required, i expedite it for you
worth something, act like it
won’t see me if i ain’t invited
look, i complain a little bit
all natural so i walk with a li*limp
player type, get it right
another fool mama raised, jr. last name
no more surveys, this my résumé
never had to beg for sh*t, baby, so come on, come on, get me
i ain’t gonna lie, i’ll pay for it
but you gotta front the bill, i’m just being real

ride slow, 944, act like you don’t know
bubble lex, show you how to step, i ain’t gotta flex
ride slow, 944, act like you don’t know
bubble lex, show you how to step, i ain’t gotta flex

last time i checked, we was up
n*ggas wanna get down with the sound, now got me like, “wow”
locs on my face seeing all of that fake sh*t
wonder how we move through the crowd
what’s my motherf*cking name? shh, keep it low profile
gon’ smile if it’s gold in your mouth
wild bunch with the gulf coast sound
i done ran up a tab at the mason
armed with a pen trying to spar with your favourite
three*hundred day run ain’t been the same since
bet you find change in all the right places
stomp with the drummer just in case i get lost
two left feet, grooving in the spot
vision all tinted, so i’m dancing like menace
fish bowl tinted like show me what you got, ah

- they hate change

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