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Old Fashioneds

from BALD AFRO by BALD AFRO

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lyrics

Googie:
Bald Af Back to Back like Alex and Pat SaJack then im spinnin on em
I got the Hyper-Locked vision formin I wouldnt miss a target
Even if im flying through a blizzard stormin 
And you gon need a miracle homes 
I Pai Mei in the lyrical form
Bow down to the Shiefu 
I’ll Whoop that ass wit a peashoot 
Hunned dolla check spent it all at Key Foods 
Im Tryna eat who feed you?
Big Bada Boom  Than I Break Thats LiLou 
Ya dig it 
Jive turkeys catch a Dolemite Pimp Slap
Bringin home the Bacon then we headed to the rib shack 
But stay away from where the pigs at 
Now thats irony like gettin revenge back ya dig that 
Small feather with the thin hat 
Slow strut and she grin back 
I LOVE IT! YUP!
BaldAfro Daddy know we got swing like 76 caddys 
Old Fashioned's spliffs brews and beef pattys 
Karma Kids be the Family 
No it Cant be 
The fire breathing flame spitters 
thatll never let the fame twist us 
whats ya name misses 
Leave dat Lame mister 
know we ain playin witcha 
dont let the game twist ya 
Now get to slayin Trippa Trippa

Lt Headtrip:
marb reds and rolling rocks and old socks. carpet beds and bowling balls at domes of cops. grody moccasins or steel-toed docs. scarred chests and no rest, it's still gon' pop off. the topical ointment is for the heel with bubble on the implausibly boisterous boy concealed in a humble body. the audible noise is only a seal for what's under and when the monster is revealed you gon' feel yo gods sob
don't frown on the team. i got the head lieutenant thing down to a t. guy did a double round found him a g. i e :  he left with his enemy's green. we bounced to the grounds Where samurai be with the mic. patrolling through the somber and obscene . a web, spun, lyin' in the arm of a tree. and nasa got a eye on the scene with all them satellites. aight
bald afro daddy. wakin’ up, chuffin' on a half smoked fatty. in the back row, clappin' at your wack show, chuggaluggin' mad old fashioneds so rap hole’s happy. in ya mom's bathrobe, laughin' at ya ass flow. dappin' up ya mans though. snaggin' a  sarcasmo fan if they cash flow's handy. (band fund!) we the last known banchees in this bitch.

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from BALD AFRO, released October 27, 2015
Produced by Headtrip

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