lirik lagu flat dye – young tokyo

uhhhh, yea. yo

we gonna throw down, go round the hoe, pack a bowl, get low, hit em up slow, watch em while they grow

hoe get to know, row with a crow, no you owe me the dough, drop em and be whoa

throw em and be like yo, how the f-ck you got this flow, living small like i go

how the f-ck you be on that show

you can not fore go cause i got money in the bag

jump around or your gonna get slagged

gag a pregnant b-tch and lag

drag a f-cking sh-g and zag

empty them with the mag and tag

mind your life or you’ll get fined. bind the f-cking blind

make the twins combined, just like one of a kind, grind and intertwined

d-mn, your b-tch so fine

declined and then -ssigned. confined to a room

i’m losing my sanity, but wheres my humanity, not with my christianity

pleas of insanity, i’m losing my profanity, with my urbanity

i have the feeling my legs are in anarchy, it might be the battery but today is sat-rday

all of this came naturally, not even close to a factory

how bout we hit up the gallery, i got enough in my salary, let make everyone feel panicky

gain a couple calories, beat a man on the canopy

all of this is so flattering, i might be having an allergy, and i know i’m b-st-rdly

all this happened supernaturally, but it all hit me so latterly

now it’s time for me to go, i’ll be sure to p-ss you some blow, and i gotta mow

so give me what you owe, then see what i bestow

your bars are no more, so when i hit the sh-r-, there ain’t gonna be no law

what a f-cking big wh-r-, roar and score, i swore at the gore, now its time to floor

snore while i soar, like i’ve gone to war, hit it like i dropped spikes, join the third reich

time to take a big hike, it might be time to strike, ride my bike like a dyk-

now it’s a trike, hit em with the syke, and don’t be child like

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