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Andrew Tran - Gorillaz Lyrics

Shawty sipping henny wearing bokurillas
Ive been getting money on the ground like a dealer
Wind in my hair and my days just thinner
Fuck a fake girl but i still like to pin her
They all looking right past me
Foot stepping looking so sadly
They dont really want it that badly
They just wanna make that cash quicker

Tell me why
All my boys they never lie
Tell me why
I stack that money past my eyes
Sad to sigh
Keeping time i dont know why
Dead inside
Reason why ill never fly

Pass me the blunt
Shawty whats up
I just be lost in the bud
Ever since [?] la ciudad
Rolling that up
Paper mache thats my love
[?] dont give a fuck
Carving my name in a styrofoam cup
Baby got me
Lets go up on a land of seas
Late to my breeze
I miss that shit what are you
Tell me tell me
Tell you, sip soda in my coupe
Your eyes were green or blue
You might say mine were to

Back it up
Turn it up
Smoking that end that we lighting up
Calling us
She need a love
These things i really dont give a fuck
Back it up
Turn it up
Smoking that end that we lighting up
Calling us
She need a love
These things i really dont give a fuck

Baby got me
Lets go up on a land of seas
Late to my breeze
I miss that shit what are you
Tell me tell me
Tell you, sip soda in my coupe
Your eyes were green or blue
You might say mine were to
Shawty turn around that back
Lames they talk man i run another lap
Now a days i be cashin checks so fat
Now a days i be seeing more than a rack
Now a days i be flying out for a minute
Everydays a gift so you know ima live it
Shots for the homies cause we coming in quick
Ima do my thing and the whole squad dip
Carving on a sad bitch
Moving in a fast whip
Feeling like a savage
You coming in a last quick
Baby got nasty looking like ghastly
Vvs on my wrist you on my dick
You bitch give me top in the [?]
Put the top down in the new coupe
Pretty bad bitches who dont know you
Hotel room in the top floor suite
Toes in the [?] when we chilling [?]
Catholic when we out in the streets
But she dance with the devil when we up in them sheets

Baby got me
Lets go up on a land of seas
Late to my breeze
I miss that shit what are you
Tell me tell me
Tell you, sip soda in my coupe
Your eyes were green or blue
You might say mine were to