Bummy God – Orbital

Bummy God – Orbital Lyrics

Artist: Bummy God
Song: Orbital

So-sogimura!
Make the bullets knock shoes off your feet (feet)
Got the drip from burberry, it’s mink (it’s mink)
I’m the teacher, so i got to teach (teach)

That you n#gg#s don’t come from the streets (streets)
This drip not p-a-c (a-c)
My family gon’ e-a-t (a-t)
Forty thousand, this big ap (ap)

Keep peace ? but sh#t ain’t sweet (ain’t sweet)
Got to grind to the top now, n#gg#s be trying to defeat me (defeat me)
They be saying that i’m hot now, i know them haters decieve me (deceive me)
They be praying that i’m not down, i know them n#gg#s wan’ be me (be me)

Know my n#gg#s gon’ slidе for me, while your n#gg#s ain’t making them p’s (thеm p’s)
Orbital
This drip, b#tches ain’t normal though
When they talk about checks, i got 4 of those

We wet ’em up like oracle
We making sh#t historical
I had to go get ?
Then we had to flip on some quarter though

I ball, kobe, fourth quarter, ho
Then i had to go get the racks in
If you want a feature, then tap in
But you better know that i’m taxing

Big ? leather like falcons
Got blue with it like captain
We push away, we maxing
Closed-in gates, paul allen

Free-throw bullets, josh allen
Make the bullets knock shoes off your feet
Got the drip from burberry, it’s mink (it’s mink)
I’m the teacher, so i got to teach

That you n#gg#s don’t come from the streets (streets)
This drip not p-a-c (a-c)
My family gon’ e-a-t (a-t)
Forty thousand, this big ap (ap)

Keep peace ? but sh#t ain’t sweet (ain’t sweet)
Got to grind to the top now, n#gg#s be trying to defeat me (defeat me)
They be saying that i’m hot now, i know them haters decieve me (deceive me)
They be praying that i’m not down, i know them n#gg#s wan’ be me (be me)

Know my n#gg#s gon’ slide for me, while your n#gg#s ain’t making them p’s (them p’s)
I just pulled up with my top down
They see margiela on my feet, yeah
Scuff them b#tches on them beaches, yeah

I got him banging for a feature, yeah
But me and bummy in a two-seater
Pouring three 4’s up in them 2-liters
Got them diamonds on me, it’s a new freezer

Keep ’em fully-auto, it’s a street sweeper
I got money, now they want to come f#ck with me
I remember they hated and started sh#t
Ain’t want no work, now they looking for partnership

’bout to flex on my ?, yeah
Now they can’t ride with us
I know that they mad ’cause we popping up
From the 5th to the north, yeah we popular

I got bands in my jeans, yeah, we stocking up, yeah (so-sogimura!)
Make the bullets knock shoes off your feet (feet)
Got the drip from burberry, it’s mink (it’s mink)
I’m the teacher, so i got to teach (teach)

That you n#gg#s don’t come from the streets (streets)
This drip not p-a-c (a-c)
My family gon’ e-a-t (a-t)
Forty thousand, this big ap (ap)

Keep peace ? but sh#t ain’t sweet (ain’t sweet)
Got to grind to the top now, n#gg#s be trying to defeat me (defeat me)
They be saying that i’m hot now, i know them haters decieve me (deceive me)
They be praying that i’m not down, i know them n#gg#s wan’ be me (be me)

Know my n#gg#s gon’ slide for me, while your n#gg#s ain’t making them p’s (them p’s)
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Bummy God Lyrics – Orbital

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From the album:
Restless Soul
Release Year: 2003