lirik lagu whiff trophy – nastéy
vanity fair
more like vanity circus
you think your fancy clothes can get beneath
these hand~me~down genes
i think ur~n~s has more to do with love affairs
than anything material
we gotta keep it weirder now
pick up the fork and shovel up the poo
your pc litany inspires hari~kari more than artistic sensibility
you’d rather play favorites
than let things regulate
praise and criticism go down the same drain
that’s what georgia o’keefe said
my home and garden, for starters, aren’t
you, smell like a fart
old broccoli
sorry, not
i’d rather keep it hot round my trousers
got the power
no doubt
about it
ill
nowhere together
don’t work together
nowhere together
no work
don’t work together
don’t
don’t work together
nowhere together
nowhere together
no
keep it together
yeah
who you doing deals with in the dark
who you trading upwards for my love
who you making trades with in the dark
how deep in the bas~m~nt is your love
heard you got called up the board
they said that you were like a sword
i didn’t say a word
who you shaking down on the curb
claude
is he cool
i heard he’s got a tattoo
oh, he’s got a few
they’re not on his face, are they
mom, you got a tattoo on your face
don’t play, that’s just a little bit of pastry
nah, it’s just cause the song is slow
cause it’s for old folks
like ho ho ho
scribbledy~dibble
let me try to throw it down on the track to make it worth somethin’
try to come outta the dirty south with a slow mouth
that’s not allowed
i do gotta throw down on the track when i can
hope the dj would keep the beat spinnin’
but i got a feeling it’s gonna die
cause i know i’m
cause i made this track and i didn’t drag it out that far yet
cause it’s already f~ckin’ 10 minutes
y’all wouldn’t wanna hear me rap anyway
i mean, you probably did, but
they keep telling me i got nothing to say
except whiff trophy
glory, glory, hallelujah
nah, see, f~ckin all that
man
on the very simple beat
cause i wanna meet ya
i wanna prove that i got the sk!lls to rhyme in the present tense
i don’t wanna keep you in suspense
if i know i got the back i’m not gonna come with the wack
dig it
i don’t wanna call my name out
but i do wanna shout
so what you want me to shout about? you
i can
yeah, i can shout about everything about you
i can barely move
i just wanna stand and look at you
oh, how many points ya got
a million and two
i can cruise
oh yeah
don’t think i forgot about rappin’
don’t think i fell asleep
i just like the kreep
them’s my peeps
you see
i just live on the beat light
in the dark with my eyes closed
i don’t wanna impose too much about myself
i just wanna soumersault in the astral realm
do go tell bout it if ya felt it
i love the way you paint
i think everything about you resonates
that’s why it’s so hard to dance
cause i dance so good
but i gotta come back with the rappin
cause i rap so good too
haha throwdown, right?
craklin’ the mic like nikky do
pour it on dwight, white anatomy
i think in hindsight we’ll all think everything that was best was flattery
possessed to a higher level
feeling the, you know, the whole hero’s journey thing
i just wanna make you dance in the dark
but i know you can’t take your eyes off the spark inside
of diet lightning
try it
tonight
put your hands on your hips
put your hands on my lips
can i feel you with my fingertips in the dark
are you a shark on wall street
how many points you got
you got more than me
can i have two or three
trying to get a house for my family
if you help my dream come true
what my s’posed to do for you except touch your br~~sts in the dark
hark, the herald angels sing
the herald angels sing hark in the dark
hip~hop
stay tuned
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