xxxtentacles – 45 Lyrics
Artist: xxxtentacles
Song: 45
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way, i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got the world for the takin’, takin’
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way, i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got thе world for the takin’, takin’
Pop me a perc, and thеn get to the dough
I’ve been country to country, the show after show
Countin’ row after row
I sell out every seat, i fill up every row
Spend it on louis v, it be cleansin’ my soul
n#gg#s hatin’ ’cause i got records, so?
b#tches hatin’ cause i got a bae, f#ck them hoes
Yeah, all of my diamonds froze
They suck, and i’m successful
Don’t let life break you and watch where it takes you
Drive with no brakes, until you crash into your break through
So many paths you can take, ooh
So much money to make, too
My momma told me to make, do
Now i make millions like poof
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got the world for the takin’, takin’
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got the world for the takin’, takin’
First things first, let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self-destruction
You were so in love, you weren’t gon’ tell me nothin’
Let me get this clear
Since you’ve been gone, i’ve been just okay
I know you mad, you didn’t see it my way
Since i’ve been gone, i’ve been out of space
I let lil’ shawty, come here, take your place
Ooh, you got it (got it)
You couldn’t keep my love, you too exotic (couldn’t keep my love, yeah)
You want a paper plane, i don’t mind it (you want a paper plane, yeah)
You wonder why your girl always smiling (wonder why your girl, yeah)
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got the world for the takin’, takin’
Walk in like i’m in this b#tch
Sixteen with a forty piece on my wrist, i
I’m in the back of the ‘bach with a thot
And she throwin’ it back and i’m thinkin’, damn, is this love?
This ain’t love, we just f#ck
’cause i can’t love no thot
Can’t do this with you, i won’t, i’m not
Gotta do this on my own, i got
Plans to make and bands to save
Lil’ baby, i can’t be f#ckin’ with you
Don’t act surprised, i been this way
Lil’ b#tch, this here ain’t nothin’ new
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, i bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way i’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get sh#t shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the jamaican
Whole lotta money i’m makin’
Remember i had no money, i was achin’
Now i got the world for the takin’, takin’
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Release Year: 2017