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letra de "stormy monday" - zilla rocka & the shadowboxers

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[verse 1: has-lo]
when the sun goes down, it’s one dope town
we let the square thing that the front closed down
but the locale floats, keep it close to the vest
bronze doorkn-b with a code you can press
that’s a fly brunette.
checks coats at the desk. order me incredible s-x
with the bubble-tea pearls at the bottom of the cup.
we call the orange slice on the side “handcuffs.”
breakfast in bed ’cause i’m nasty, nasty
cransoma chaser. brennivin and brandy
hard liquor put me in the singapore sling
too cool to call out sick…give me more drinks!
so much to try…
iced teas out of l.i., throw the rum in the mai tai
it tastes like coconut and fresh mint
guzzle that and order one for your friend. dope refreshments

[hook 1]
when the sun goes down, there’s one dope town
we let the square think that the front closed down
bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime, ahhhhh

[verse 2: zilla rocca]
step down into the underground lounge, big cesar at the front door
we’re drinking tonight, the pleasure’s yours
dark wood paneling, investment bankers and madams an’
you want a lite beer, hit the radisson
no ice cubes, no watered down drinks
carve the crystal rock with the sterling silver ice pick
you have the stormy monday, i’ll have the spider kiss
guyanese rum is mixed in with absinthe
the moment’s kosher from the reposado
the house of lords got me closer to the god inside the bottle
whiskey from tennesee, i asked her for a water and she gave me gasoline
heavy cream, galliano coffee flavored sleep
a shot of heaven from the horse thief, the dead moon rises east
wake up to a bartender’s breakfast
bizzy izzy franklin investment, ahh dope refreshment

[hook 2]
when the sun goes down, there’s one dope town
we let the square think that the front closed down
bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime, ahhhhh

[verse 3: the kid daytona]
this guitar string takes me back to vacation
when i had this tall thing embracing that
chasing jack with coronas, paloma was her name
when she showed up on the stage, i was focused on the way
her hips swayed back and forth, i was amazed
-ss glazed with baby oil, pay before you lay
a finger on her, i’m in the corner just chilling
while she performing, they applauding every minute
i caught her eye, she noticed i’m a little different
they rotated strippers, she made her way to kick it
i sip slowly, she ain’t have to get to known
my aura speak for itself, she respect the whole st–z
gold leaves in my tequila, she drumroll the e like sheila
telling me ideas…
but right here, i’m making my -ssessment
she a loaded weapon convened, dope refreshments

[hook 3]
when the sun goes down, there’s one dope town
we let the square think that the front closed down
bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime, ahhhhh

[outro]
i say we go and get drinks, i say we conversate
i say we gonna get down, stormy stormy monday
i say we go and get drinks, i say we conversate
i say we gonna get down, stormy stormy monday

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