歌曲 | Paint |
歌手 | Sol |
专辑 | Yours Truly |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
If my songs go pop, pop, pop | |
What makes you think I’m not okay with that? | |
I took my backpack off, off, off | |
Ready to change the game and run the track | |
Y’all thinking I'mma fall off | |
I’m Thomas the engine | |
Two seconds, you get ya' rocks off | |
That’s right I said you’re all soft | |
So I paint over the scene like I’m Bob Ross | |
I got ******* songs, | |
If you smoke good | |
I got peace songs | |
If you ain’t so hood | |
That you can’t kick it | |
Get it, have a party | |
Oh *******t homie don’t hurt nobody | |
Let your knees drop | |
While the beat rock | |
Need ma-sheen schemes | |
Something like Pete Rock | |
You got to hit the g spot | |
Life’s too short like an Ewok | |
Live it | |
Let your nerves shake | |
While the earthquake | |
Do the bird like it’s purple rain | |
Now say something stupid about girls and drinks | |
And slur your words and sip on Chardonnay | |
Now roll something up | |
What you waiting for? | |
Roll something up | |
Eyes low if you roll like us | |
So when I say so everybody jump | |
'Bout to turn a dream to a million | |
But we don’t chase cream | |
So we feed it to the children | |
Paint new faces on the canvas | |
As I write classic poems like Sanskrit | |
Epic | |
Three letters don’t forget it | |
Pronounced Sol | |
But I got soul in excess | |
The next best to the best | |
But the best ain’t reign yet | |
So I guess we all kings yes | |
A rising tide | |
Will raise all boats | |
But if you throw stones | |
Nobody floats | |
Negativity brings nothing but ills | |
That’s why I paint the perfect picture | |
With the team that I built | |
Say cheese | |
And pose like a G | |
And some gold dookie ropes | |
Like Run DMC | |
Too many homies on my team | |
Made a whole ******* album with my family, ha | |
Don’t ever let it waste y’all | |
That’s why you got to make love | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? |
If my songs go pop, pop, pop | |
What makes you think I' m not okay with that? | |
I took my backpack off, off, off | |
Ready to change the game and run the track | |
Y' all thinking I' mma fall off | |
I' m Thomas the engine | |
Two seconds, you get ya' rocks off | |
That' s right I said you' re all soft | |
So I paint over the scene like I' m Bob Ross | |
I got songs, | |
If you smoke good | |
I got peace songs | |
If you ain' t so hood | |
That you can' t kick it | |
Get it, have a party | |
Oh t homie don' t hurt nobody | |
Let your knees drop | |
While the beat rock | |
Need masheen schemes | |
Something like Pete Rock | |
You got to hit the g spot | |
Life' s too short like an Ewok | |
Live it | |
Let your nerves shake | |
While the earthquake | |
Do the bird like it' s purple rain | |
Now say something stupid about girls and drinks | |
And slur your words and sip on Chardonnay | |
Now roll something up | |
What you waiting for? | |
Roll something up | |
Eyes low if you roll like us | |
So when I say so everybody jump | |
' Bout to turn a dream to a million | |
But we don' t chase cream | |
So we feed it to the children | |
Paint new faces on the canvas | |
As I write classic poems like Sanskrit | |
Epic | |
Three letters don' t forget it | |
Pronounced Sol | |
But I got soul in excess | |
The next best to the best | |
But the best ain' t reign yet | |
So I guess we all kings yes | |
A rising tide | |
Will raise all boats | |
But if you throw stones | |
Nobody floats | |
Negativity brings nothing but ills | |
That' s why I paint the perfect picture | |
With the team that I built | |
Say cheese | |
And pose like a G | |
And some gold dookie ropes | |
Like Run DMC | |
Too many homies on my team | |
Made a whole album with my family, ha | |
Don' t ever let it waste y' all | |
That' s why you got to make love | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? |
If my songs go pop, pop, pop | |
What makes you think I' m not okay with that? | |
I took my backpack off, off, off | |
Ready to change the game and run the track | |
Y' all thinking I' mma fall off | |
I' m Thomas the engine | |
Two seconds, you get ya' rocks off | |
That' s right I said you' re all soft | |
So I paint over the scene like I' m Bob Ross | |
I got songs, | |
If you smoke good | |
I got peace songs | |
If you ain' t so hood | |
That you can' t kick it | |
Get it, have a party | |
Oh t homie don' t hurt nobody | |
Let your knees drop | |
While the beat rock | |
Need masheen schemes | |
Something like Pete Rock | |
You got to hit the g spot | |
Life' s too short like an Ewok | |
Live it | |
Let your nerves shake | |
While the earthquake | |
Do the bird like it' s purple rain | |
Now say something stupid about girls and drinks | |
And slur your words and sip on Chardonnay | |
Now roll something up | |
What you waiting for? | |
Roll something up | |
Eyes low if you roll like us | |
So when I say so everybody jump | |
' Bout to turn a dream to a million | |
But we don' t chase cream | |
So we feed it to the children | |
Paint new faces on the canvas | |
As I write classic poems like Sanskrit | |
Epic | |
Three letters don' t forget it | |
Pronounced Sol | |
But I got soul in excess | |
The next best to the best | |
But the best ain' t reign yet | |
So I guess we all kings yes | |
A rising tide | |
Will raise all boats | |
But if you throw stones | |
Nobody floats | |
Negativity brings nothing but ills | |
That' s why I paint the perfect picture | |
With the team that I built | |
Say cheese | |
And pose like a G | |
And some gold dookie ropes | |
Like Run DMC | |
Too many homies on my team | |
Made a whole album with my family, ha | |
Don' t ever let it waste y' all | |
That' s why you got to make love | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? | |
Let me get a Sol clap | |
Can I get a Sol clap? |