Besos Lyrics - Atmosphere

One up 

Never still if the sun up 

It's all love until the gubs see you come up 

It's like a jungle never know what's gonna run up 

We just wanna live forever with the thumbs up 

Barcelona, no stops got the bump up 

Smart phone in case the cops pull the gun up 

Artichoke, heart's soft, my thug tough 

Garçon, bring a cup of that young drunk 

I ain't ya boy baby, you got me fucked up 

Wait, let me state it plainly 

Shut the fuck up 

Trust don't occupy space with dumb luck 

Hush, fuzz got the tour bus bugged up 

Shh. 

Dirty like the wheels on a dump truck 

Birds snuck through the security with nun chucks 

Adrenaline rush, the whole party jump up 

I flood nut on her sponge butt 

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It goes people people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People 

From everywhere gather around 

Uh uh 

Now, too playa, too clean for spoons 

Got a, routine cause I fiend for structure 

But cha, shooting at the ring and the moon 

Screaming, fuck the world 

Cause that girl don't love you 

There's a few dreams to choose 

But if they don't let you keep your shoe strings 

They don't want you to suffer 

And if you're blessed you can haunt each other 

In a city of ghosts where the vultures flutter 

Now, mood swings a convenient excuse 

Seems there's gotta be something in the butter 

Smother the fire before it gets discovered 

One foot in the grave the other foot in the gutter 

Uh, boosting any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down 

It becomes pray to my hunger 

I take it back to my underground bunker 

Stay cool everybody, have an awesome summer 

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People people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People people 

I love the way you love the people people 

People from everywhere gather around 

Uh uh 

Now 

Bonus, me and my cojones 

Hoping that you never treat me like I'm homeless 

Unless it mean you about to see me with some donuts 

Or 

Dominate the nomination where your zone is 

What you thinkin, it's the reason we're in show biz 

Work like a clown with the squirt guns loaded 

Only thing being worse than lonely is coke dick 

Word got around, and now we call you blow fish 

You was pissing in your own bowl of porridge 

When I rode across the ocean on the back of a tortoise 

Never see try to act like I'm gorgeous 

Greasy mother fucker make it party with the Socs 

Tweet a picture of my penis to the POTUS 

Roll my weed in the papers of some old eviction notice 

Is the police came like a swarm of locusts 

Hanky panky yanky doodle of America