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letra de senior year - oblé reed

[intro]
uh

[chorus]
all these smoke haze, flood drank, whole thing, messin’ with my vibe, (messin’ with my vibe)
yeah, yeah
brodie p-ssed off, roll in cat p-ss, finna smoke it ’till he high (finna smoke it ’till he high, high, high)
yeah, yeah
watchin’ shordie dance, feeling like the man how i tell her that she fine, yeah, yeah
this my last chance, my last night if i didn’t do it who am i? yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i showed up, to the function late
everybody know i’m here, the vibe is real (uh)
and i don’t really mind, i see my diamonds here (woo!)
i don’t know where shortie stand, i tell her she can sit right here (right here!)
who this n-gga in the corner yelling, “yo, the cops is here!”
now we runnin’ off on shortie hand, ain’t no sign of shortie mad
so i run a plan, finally had my chance
look her in the eyes, she look at mine, it’s a perfect time
if i die tonight, i could tell god “n-gga i made her mine!”

[chorus]
smoke haze, flood drank, whole thing, messin’ with my vibe (messin’ with my vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe)
yeah, yeah
brodie p-ssed off, roll in cat p-ss, finna smoke it ’till he high (finna smoke it ’till he high, high, high)
yeah, yeah
watchin’ shordie dance, feeling like the man how i tell her that she fine, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
this my last chance, my last night if i didn’t do it who am i? (what’s the vibe?)
[verse 2]
uh, take a picture, it’ll last longer
a slideshow of a good night with a bad shordie dancing to some bad songs
and you just hope that you don’t act wrong, and now you smoking (uh) ’cause you heard somewhere that gas can make you last long
your wish is so hopeful, she don’t even know you
i can’t do a lot, but i can treat you how i’m supposed to
you the type of girl who never need a man to hold you
but imma need a shortie who (uh) gon’ side when she told to
smoke, drink, slide, what we gon’ do?
i don’t mind, thought i told you
looked her in the eyes, and this time it’s a different vibe
we committed sin, but i’m just praying god’ll close his eyes

[chorus]
smoke haze, flood drank, whole thing, messin’ (drank, drank, drank) with my vibe, (messin’ with my–)
yeah, yeah
brodie p-ssed off, roll in cat p-ss, finna smoke it ’till he high (he throwing smokin’ cat p-ss, yeahh)
yeah, yeah
watchin’ shordie dance, feeling like the man (yeah) how i tell her that she fine, yeah, yeah (you know, i feeling like the man too!)
this my last chance, my last night if i didn’t do it who am i? (uh, who am i?)

- oble reed

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