Mike Posner ft Cyhi Da Prynce - Room 925. Mike Posner ft Cyhi Da Prynce - Room 925. Mike Posner ft Cyhi Da Prynce - Room 925.
My life is so historical. You re talking to the oracle. Am I the prince?. The question is rhetorical. People scream my name when I am riding down memorial.
Verse 1:. Yeahh, okay huh. I woke up on the right side of the matress, no really the right side of the matress. and to my left is a pillow case covered in mascara, thats the results of a night out with a actress.
I dont know bout y'all man. but im ready to get my motherfuckin smoke on. I want some of dat green shit, hell yeah,. Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wassup kid?.
Hoochie everything. It's all hidey-ho. Shake the party, drink forties. The rodeo, the rodeo. . Cold hard, never, wild, kilo. Finna bring it on. Gitty up when I look around.
can do. Let's go. . Girl I kept you here, told you it would work this time. Promised you I'd change this time, but I lied to ya. Girl I fought back tears, last day you walked out on years.
Saturday morning, take the train for a ride. The sun is up, I got my homies by my side. Rollin' down the street with my sixteen speakers. Hitting corners on the beach, steady dippin'.
This is how we do it. This is how we do it. . Last chance records, may I help you?. Oh, what's up girl?. Young nigga came over last night and guess what.
[Refro]. Recreio dos traficante os problemas so constantes. ironia, burguesia, isso tudo to exitante. a lei no importante, a policia ignorante. dando o bote errado quando ningum tem flagrante.
Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?. (With the funky piano...) --> Chuck D. Turn that shit down, man. Don't you know I'm tryin to get some sleep here?.
Compton is the place that I touched down. I opened my eyes to realize I was dark brown. And right there in the ghetto that color costs. Brothers smothered by the streets meaning we're lost.
Intro:. Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Seven Street. South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere check it. It's like c'mon y'all get live get down.
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in. That be scattering. Over the global my vocals be traveling unraveling my abdomen. It's slime that's babbling grammatics that are masculine.
Well, well hold up. Tell me how did I get here?. Boy I never cried so hard. Should have never went this far, ah, ah. Hold up, now my pillow's soaking wet,.
[C-Murder]. Niggas (what?). Would you ride for the cause? (hell yeah!). Would you die for the cause? (fuckin right!). How many niggas would ride and die for you? (we riders!).
(Helicopter propeller). (Whisper getting louder). Real nigga. Real nigga. Real nigga. Real nigga. . (C-Murder in background). From the motherfucking (?).
We gon' die thuggin' 'cause that's just the life we lead. We gon' die thuggin', bustin' at our enemies. We gon' die thuggin' 'cause that's just the life we lead.
All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it. Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous. Float around in the greatest of Porsche's.
INTRO [Choclair]. Uhh, yeah. Now look in the mirror. Tell me what you see. Bomb diggy dogg baby. We be rubbin' tonight (yo). We be lovin' tonight (right).