Sangria
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โฑ๏ธ 3:19 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Days that are hotter than my raps
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Uh, bring it back
Days that are hotter than my raps
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Uh, bring it back, yuh, yuh
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
I just woke up, I'm dazed and my afro's matted
Reach under my mattress to grab my stash and
Lay back, start rolling a fatty
It's my day off, show me another way of relaxing
And I'll do it, but for now I'm cooling
Jump under the shower head and I'm shampooing
Once I dry down, then I'm throwing on my Nudies
Smoother than motherfuckers that speak French, fluent's how I do it
Now I'm walking to the station, my pace is constant
Go to the Liquorland, get me a long neck
My train's at ten to four o'clock
And I hop in, like fuck a Myki, I don't clock in
I meet my homies chilling in Brunswick
Sipping sangria out of mugs and
They're all high AF with drugs left over
So I guess we're doing this till sunset
It's feeling nice
It's got me singing like
Oh, it's got me feeling like
Oh, it's got me feeling right
Come on, yep, yep
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
Now I'm chilling, man, cooler than Skreet's Blue Ribbon
And listening to homies talk shit about different women
And how they be getting them
And what we would do if we won a couple of million
My phone starts flashing like drunk chicks
I sit up like crunches, then pick it up
It's my homie J. Smith just being wassup
He's DJing at the club and he says I should come
And if I decline, I'm a chump
Because it's filled with darlings (What they working with?)
Equipped with fat racks and arses (What you talking 'bout?)
And they're serving fat Yaks and lagers
On tap, free of charge, so you know it's a party
I hit the bar and it was everything he said it was
Then I met a girl who asked me if I'm down for getting buzzed
I said, "I'm already there, love, this day has been the best"
She said, "I'll make it better" (For real?), yessir
It's got me singing like
Oh, it's got me feeling like
Oh, it's got me feeling right
Come on, yep, yep
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
Uh, and we don't stop
And to my man J. Smith, we don't stop
And to my man Dan Dutch, we won't stop
Yeah, we do it for the fans, we won't stop bringing it back
And for Jonesy, don't stop
And to my homie Carzo, we don't stop
And to Run-For-Your-Life, we don't stop
You talking shit, we'll tighten your lips like Botox, bringing it back
Mike K, we don't stop
And to the homie Silent Jay, we don't stop
And to Hiatus Kaiyote, we don't stop
And to my homie Kurtis, we won't stop bringing it back
Grey Ghost, we don't stop
And to the homie Madchild, we don't stop
And to the homie Bay Price, we won't stop
And to Michelle Grace Hunter, we don't stop bringing it back
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Uh, bring it back
Days that are hotter than my raps
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Uh, bring it back, yuh, yuh
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
I just woke up, I'm dazed and my afro's matted
Reach under my mattress to grab my stash and
Lay back, start rolling a fatty
It's my day off, show me another way of relaxing
And I'll do it, but for now I'm cooling
Jump under the shower head and I'm shampooing
Once I dry down, then I'm throwing on my Nudies
Smoother than motherfuckers that speak French, fluent's how I do it
Now I'm walking to the station, my pace is constant
Go to the Liquorland, get me a long neck
My train's at ten to four o'clock
And I hop in, like fuck a Myki, I don't clock in
I meet my homies chilling in Brunswick
Sipping sangria out of mugs and
They're all high AF with drugs left over
So I guess we're doing this till sunset
It's feeling nice
It's got me singing like
Oh, it's got me feeling like
Oh, it's got me feeling right
Come on, yep, yep
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
Now I'm chilling, man, cooler than Skreet's Blue Ribbon
And listening to homies talk shit about different women
And how they be getting them
And what we would do if we won a couple of million
My phone starts flashing like drunk chicks
I sit up like crunches, then pick it up
It's my homie J. Smith just being wassup
He's DJing at the club and he says I should come
And if I decline, I'm a chump
Because it's filled with darlings (What they working with?)
Equipped with fat racks and arses (What you talking 'bout?)
And they're serving fat Yaks and lagers
On tap, free of charge, so you know it's a party
I hit the bar and it was everything he said it was
Then I met a girl who asked me if I'm down for getting buzzed
I said, "I'm already there, love, this day has been the best"
She said, "I'll make it better" (For real?), yessir
It's got me singing like
Oh, it's got me feeling like
Oh, it's got me feeling right
Come on, yep, yep
It's got you singing like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Oh, it's got you feeling like
Come on, yep, yep
Uh, and we don't stop
And to my man J. Smith, we don't stop
And to my man Dan Dutch, we won't stop
Yeah, we do it for the fans, we won't stop bringing it back
And for Jonesy, don't stop
And to my homie Carzo, we don't stop
And to Run-For-Your-Life, we don't stop
You talking shit, we'll tighten your lips like Botox, bringing it back
Mike K, we don't stop
And to the homie Silent Jay, we don't stop
And to Hiatus Kaiyote, we don't stop
And to my homie Kurtis, we won't stop bringing it back
Grey Ghost, we don't stop
And to the homie Madchild, we don't stop
And to the homie Bay Price, we won't stop
And to Michelle Grace Hunter, we don't stop bringing it back
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.14] Days that are hotter than my raps
[00:03.61] Days that you get high and take naps
[00:05.67] Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
[00:08.10] Uh, bring it back
[00:11.09] Days that are hotter than my raps
[00:13.59] Days that you get high and take naps
[00:15.42] Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
[00:17.93] Uh, bring it back, yuh, yuh
[00:21.28] It's got you singing like
[00:23.35] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[00:24.94] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[00:28.10] Come on, yep, yep
[00:29.39] I just woke up, I'm dazed and my afro's matted
[00:32.13] Reach under my mattress to grab my stash and
[00:35.08] Lay back, start rolling a fatty
[00:36.85] It's my day off, show me another way of relaxing
[00:39.32] And I'll do it, but for now I'm cooling
[00:41.31] Jump under the shower head and I'm shampooing
[00:43.92] Once I dry down, then I'm throwing on my Nudies
[00:46.19] Smoother than motherfuckers that speak French, fluent's how I do it
[00:49.27] Now I'm walking to the station, my pace is constant
[00:52.25] Go to the Liquorland, get me a long neck
[00:54.64] My train's at ten to four o'clock
[00:56.51] And I hop in, like fuck a Myki, I don't clock in
[00:59.85] I meet my homies chilling in Brunswick
[01:02.50] Sipping sangria out of mugs and
[01:04.58] They're all high AF with drugs left over
[01:07.16] So I guess we're doing this till sunset
[01:09.28] It's feeling nice
[01:10.74] It's got me singing like
[01:12.89] Oh, it's got me feeling like
[01:15.32] Oh, it's got me feeling right
[01:17.65] Come on, yep, yep
[01:20.66] It's got you singing like
[01:22.71] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[01:24.25] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[01:27.55] Come on, yep, yep
[01:28.83] Now I'm chilling, man, cooler than Skreet's Blue Ribbon
[01:31.48] And listening to homies talk shit about different women
[01:34.54] And how they be getting them
[01:35.99] And what we would do if we won a couple of million
[01:38.82] My phone starts flashing like drunk chicks
[01:40.74] I sit up like crunches, then pick it up
[01:42.98] It's my homie J. Smith just being wassup
[01:45.45] He's DJing at the club and he says I should come
[01:47.83] And if I decline, I'm a chump
[01:49.73] Because it's filled with darlings (What they working with?)
[01:51.78] Equipped with fat racks and arses (What you talking 'bout?)
[01:54.15] And they're serving fat Yaks and lagers
[01:56.15] On tap, free of charge, so you know it's a party
[01:58.67] I hit the bar and it was everything he said it was
[02:01.32] Then I met a girl who asked me if I'm down for getting buzzed
[02:04.01] I said, "I'm already there, love, this day has been the best"
[02:06.51] She said, "I'll make it better" (For real?), yessir
[02:10.14] It's got me singing like
[02:12.26] Oh, it's got me feeling like
[02:14.62] Oh, it's got me feeling right
[02:17.02] Come on, yep, yep
[02:20.03] It's got you singing like
[02:22.12] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[02:23.67] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[02:26.92] Come on, yep, yep
[02:28.83] Uh, and we don't stop
[02:30.53] And to my man J. Smith, we don't stop
[02:33.08] And to my man Dan Dutch, we won't stop
[02:35.55] Yeah, we do it for the fans, we won't stop bringing it back
[02:38.69] And for Jonesy, don't stop
[02:40.44] And to my homie Carzo, we don't stop
[02:42.99] And to Run-For-Your-Life, we don't stop
[02:45.37] You talking shit, we'll tighten your lips like Botox, bringing it back
[02:48.68] Mike K, we don't stop
[02:50.38] And to the homie Silent Jay, we don't stop
[02:52.70] And to Hiatus Kaiyote, we don't stop
[02:55.23] And to my homie Kurtis, we won't stop bringing it back
[02:58.47] Grey Ghost, we don't stop
[03:00.26] And to the homie Madchild, we don't stop
[03:02.76] And to the homie Bay Price, we won't stop
[03:05.11] And to Michelle Grace Hunter, we don't stop bringing it back
[03:19.14]
[00:03.61] Days that you get high and take naps
[00:05.67] Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
[00:08.10] Uh, bring it back
[00:11.09] Days that are hotter than my raps
[00:13.59] Days that you get high and take naps
[00:15.42] Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
[00:17.93] Uh, bring it back, yuh, yuh
[00:21.28] It's got you singing like
[00:23.35] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[00:24.94] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[00:28.10] Come on, yep, yep
[00:29.39] I just woke up, I'm dazed and my afro's matted
[00:32.13] Reach under my mattress to grab my stash and
[00:35.08] Lay back, start rolling a fatty
[00:36.85] It's my day off, show me another way of relaxing
[00:39.32] And I'll do it, but for now I'm cooling
[00:41.31] Jump under the shower head and I'm shampooing
[00:43.92] Once I dry down, then I'm throwing on my Nudies
[00:46.19] Smoother than motherfuckers that speak French, fluent's how I do it
[00:49.27] Now I'm walking to the station, my pace is constant
[00:52.25] Go to the Liquorland, get me a long neck
[00:54.64] My train's at ten to four o'clock
[00:56.51] And I hop in, like fuck a Myki, I don't clock in
[00:59.85] I meet my homies chilling in Brunswick
[01:02.50] Sipping sangria out of mugs and
[01:04.58] They're all high AF with drugs left over
[01:07.16] So I guess we're doing this till sunset
[01:09.28] It's feeling nice
[01:10.74] It's got me singing like
[01:12.89] Oh, it's got me feeling like
[01:15.32] Oh, it's got me feeling right
[01:17.65] Come on, yep, yep
[01:20.66] It's got you singing like
[01:22.71] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[01:24.25] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[01:27.55] Come on, yep, yep
[01:28.83] Now I'm chilling, man, cooler than Skreet's Blue Ribbon
[01:31.48] And listening to homies talk shit about different women
[01:34.54] And how they be getting them
[01:35.99] And what we would do if we won a couple of million
[01:38.82] My phone starts flashing like drunk chicks
[01:40.74] I sit up like crunches, then pick it up
[01:42.98] It's my homie J. Smith just being wassup
[01:45.45] He's DJing at the club and he says I should come
[01:47.83] And if I decline, I'm a chump
[01:49.73] Because it's filled with darlings (What they working with?)
[01:51.78] Equipped with fat racks and arses (What you talking 'bout?)
[01:54.15] And they're serving fat Yaks and lagers
[01:56.15] On tap, free of charge, so you know it's a party
[01:58.67] I hit the bar and it was everything he said it was
[02:01.32] Then I met a girl who asked me if I'm down for getting buzzed
[02:04.01] I said, "I'm already there, love, this day has been the best"
[02:06.51] She said, "I'll make it better" (For real?), yessir
[02:10.14] It's got me singing like
[02:12.26] Oh, it's got me feeling like
[02:14.62] Oh, it's got me feeling right
[02:17.02] Come on, yep, yep
[02:20.03] It's got you singing like
[02:22.12] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[02:23.67] Oh, it's got you feeling like
[02:26.92] Come on, yep, yep
[02:28.83] Uh, and we don't stop
[02:30.53] And to my man J. Smith, we don't stop
[02:33.08] And to my man Dan Dutch, we won't stop
[02:35.55] Yeah, we do it for the fans, we won't stop bringing it back
[02:38.69] And for Jonesy, don't stop
[02:40.44] And to my homie Carzo, we don't stop
[02:42.99] And to Run-For-Your-Life, we don't stop
[02:45.37] You talking shit, we'll tighten your lips like Botox, bringing it back
[02:48.68] Mike K, we don't stop
[02:50.38] And to the homie Silent Jay, we don't stop
[02:52.70] And to Hiatus Kaiyote, we don't stop
[02:55.23] And to my homie Kurtis, we won't stop bringing it back
[02:58.47] Grey Ghost, we don't stop
[03:00.26] And to the homie Madchild, we don't stop
[03:02.76] And to the homie Bay Price, we won't stop
[03:05.11] And to Michelle Grace Hunter, we don't stop bringing it back
[03:19.14]