letra de apollo 13 (turn up) - skank dollar
[sk-nky][intro]
“sk-nk dollar where we at”
live from da t.r.a.p
yeah
ugh
lace up ya addidas for this one
yea
word up
what chu want this money?
what chu want these dubs?
what chu you want you want these fifties?
you want hundreds?
live from da t.r.a.p
turn up
man don’t tell me how to rock
got my game young from biggie and pac
got my packs off, filled my tub socks
corny rappers do the reggie miller flop
i spit gangster you slow jam pop
i don’t dance but b-tches still do the wop
sell that p-ssy
sell that that tw-t
hit the hotel and set up shop
sk-nky two i’m a gee ¿y yu?
let ya girl leave while you pray she do
you be the type to await outside near
it’s new to you but it’s been like this for years
i’m no pimp, i don’t eat off her but i tend to turn p-ssy into custard
hoes say pharell (foe real)
like he from virginia
i say yes like her name marsha
[hook]
take flight
turn up (up)
take it past the clouds
lift off
ugh
make a move with a moonman
contact (contact)
don’t crash land
2x
mixing piff with that mockery
nah it ain’t fake,,,just brown weed
it’s a man’s world like james brown say
so all legs in the air no gravity
every track is a casualty
what’s the body count
check my last cd
ugh i should add a little t-pain
a little roger
a little peter framp man
i am on my job is you on yours
keep watching ,bars clean like he do ch0r-s
yeah he like the new west craven
m. night shyamalan
steven king run through ya lines like a viking
girl you take the cake
mad icing
take these sp-ce bars
like a n-gga typing
and we can go past the clouds and the lighting
[hook]
take flight
turn up (up)
take it past the clouds
lift off
ugh
make a move with a moonman
contact (contact)
don’t crash land
2x
next stop ya milky way
x-files that’s s-x files
partic-p-te
feds style, i get down like timberlake
f-ck a hater my first try ya big mistake
always movin’ he on his grind
n-ggas c-ck block sk-nk like in out of time
d-mn!
grab mami wrist like
let’s get right ya next move could save ya life
you portray an angel
so leave ya husband at home with the halo
blowin’ on sour patches and skittles
unlace and i’ll taste the rainbow
you just got hit with an arrow
be my b-tch and suck my bone marrow
badmon badmon on a tarot
play cards ya future is foretold
yeah
[hook]
take flight
turn up (up)
take it past the clouds
lift off
ugh
make a move with a moonman
contact (contact)
don’t crash land
2x
live from da t.r.a.p
dance!
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