lirik lagu ottoman ren - ankara evening (feat. bca playa)
[opening]
(cicero)
(kaltak osmanlı)
[verse 1: ottoman ren]
the bass might be dirty
i’m out here in turkey
you go hide your girl ’cause i’m high and i’m flirting
too late she in love wit’ me
30 scored act
good brain, she like me, i’m nerdy
i hope on a plane in the summer, thermometer
first~class with manager, her name veronica
turn on my pc, my mic, and my monitor
make one more hit then i light it like hanukkah
too fast for comfort
up in my condo
makin’ the dough and i’m switching the soundo
i’m writing these bars with a hint of oregano
k!lling the opening
congo like leopold
i’m in my studio: cushion from couches
i flee on the verses
when rapping, ut fugio
pass it to bca, load up an mp3
spittin’ the phrases like senator cicero
[hook: ottoman ren]
you stop passin’ ball like you wanted play, aye!
we tellin’ you now, you can’t run a route and you made a mistake, aye!
y’all always be listenin’, listenin’, listenin’. this music great, aye!
out here in ankara, harvesting gas and we k!llin’ the game, aye!
[verse 2: bca playa]
call me a geek when i’m countin’ up paper
all of this bread. yeah, thought i’m a baker
money got long, i can feel it grow greater
stand on it all and i’m tall like ben laker
keep me a tool, but mean labor
see me enough and i’ll pull out the laser
keep it outside
no this sh~t ain’t a taser
make that b~tch run, she gon’ need an inhaler
you b~tches, i likin’
but there name’s taylor
3 in the face but the ass is the savior
bag on her face and a rubber is safer
although she mad i ain’t pay for her day care
callin’ my phone ’cause my digits is greater
got the b~tch f~ckin’ she textin’ my pager
told my new corporate, “the b~tch signed the waver.”
now the b~tch mad ’cause i called her a faker
[hook: bca playa & ottoman ren]
i’m gettin’ high on a plane. no, it’s not loud. it’s a regular strain!
we tellin’ you now, you can’t run a route and you made a mistake, aye!
i knew a girl. her name jane. flew down to ankara jus’ to get brain!
out here in ankara, harvesting gas and we k!llin’ the game, aye!
[verse 3: ottoman ren]
aye, back in the game
i pull up, i hit you like fire then smash and i erupt
my flow like the turkish expanse of byzantium
my flight just landed, i’m feeling like calcium
bones, bone, stronger than bone
i’m slapping you down
intestinal crohn’s
destroying the lining of social leones
may sound like boomer
“you all on your phones!”
my plan with my music?
i don’t have a plan
imma settle down
f~ck it, screw the fans!
imma take it down
leave the life of stans
tear in eye so i cut the can
how i stand
but i still face
feelin’ my heart race
run at a new pace
changing your life and your city in one day
changing your name in the next, aye!
[bridge: ottoman ren & bca playa]
no, it’s not loud. it’s a regular strain!
you wanted play, aye!
i’m gettin’ high on a plane!
you made a mistake, aye!
i knew a girl. her name jane!
this music great, aye!
flew down to ankara jus’ to get brain!
and we k!llin’ the game, aye!
final hook: ottoman ren
you stop passin’ ball like you wanted play, aye!
we tellin’ you now, you can’t run a route and you made a mistake, aye!
y’all always be listenin’, listenin’, listenin’. this music great, aye!
out here in ankara, harvesting gas and we k!llin’ the game!
ayee!
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