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letra de hydroplane - doc da mindbenda

[produced by doc da mindbenda]
this record is fueled by the yael naim cover of britney spears’ “toxic”
chopping a few bars throughout the song and a few vocal snippets, then combining the heavy 808’s and dirty snares and bouncy hats to create to “high” octane sp-ceship for mic and glc to whip around the city

[intro]

[hook: mic terror]
i want to fly a plane
i need something to take me higher,higher, higher, higher, higher
i think i want to go to sp-ce
i need something to take me higher,higher, higher, higher, higher
sometimes i want to fly a plane
i need something to take me higher,higher, higher, higher, higher
i think i want to go to sp-ce
i want something to take me higher,higher, higher, higher, higher

[verse 1: mic terror]
that one girls’ p-ssy was good,this new girls’ p-ssy seems better
it’s something about it seems wetter,when i’m f-cking and i just met her
and i don’t even know what your name is,but you giving me good brainage
and you graduated from cambridge,maybe oxford
her boyfriend? what my glock’s for,she on my d-ck because i’m not poor
you think she bad? i got a lot more,with a lot more
in the back and in the front,you get the gin, i get the blunts
i’m hitting the weed,i’m high as f-ck,i like to drink and i like to f-ck

[hook]

[verse 2: glc]
my game cold,frostbit,running hoes,exhausted
lames used to have some pimpin’ but somehow they lost it
swear my ism is kelsy grammar,i’m always on boss sh-t
el dog cadillac,with a duel pipe exhaust kit
on my pimpin’ her guy hatin’,she so thirsty,dehydrated
if you blowin’ my high baby,i’m gon’ tell you goodbye baby
can’t bring me down,i’m skyscr-pin’,i love the money,i’m cakin’
these hoes are feeling my vibrations, they love to see their guy make it
south side,chi native,made my goal to get rich daily
mentality is b-tch pay me,must be thinking i’m a little crazy
while i’m blowing this kush haters,steady counting this green paper
out here smoking on green acres,go wherever our dreams take us
i do this sh-t like a g’s supposed to do
never let these simps get close to you
they tell other simps that they smoke with you
and now you got pimp n-ggas roastin’ you

[hook]

[outro]

- doc da mindbenda

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