Daydreamin' (feat. Jill Scott) - Lupe Fiasco

Hola Me llamo Onika Wrist FRIO Pelo rosa Culo gordo (Ay Rvssian) Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah) Make some room hoe, keep a hundred feet away Fifty trucks when I pull up we a fleet away You ain't on my throne, ain't even a seat away But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way I got the krippy, I ain't talking 'bout the gangs tho' Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs tho' Now I got 'em rocking inches now But I'll leave these bitches hanging like lynches now Word play got 'em stepping up they pens's now Still stick me for my flow like syringes, now Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now Shotgun and them '88 Benzes, now With my plug, I call him Pancho But I think he wants that chocha Put this pussy in his boca Make my niggas take his coca Now I'm balling like I'm Sosa In that Lamborghini rosa Yelling viva Puerto Rico All my bitches es hermosa Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!) Suavemente, frio chill-ay (Yeah) Gotta keep it caliente, the presidente Bend it backwards, pop a wheelie, like we in Phill-ay (It's lit) In the town I got the mill-ays, you know the drill-ay (Alright) Yeah, butterfly the doors Throw a ivy queen in it then I skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt You get the picture, but I'm still not with the pictures Still hate the liquor, drank on my liver Still got the basement, jumping like I'm Tigger (Straight up) Pour 'til it's muddy, blow 'til it's muggy (Yeah) But the gang goin' dummy, thumbing through hundreds (With the gang) Keep it stick like it's gummy, rap like a mummy Break the bread 'til it's crummy, eat 'til I'm chubby (Yeah) Yeah, me amor the tings, me amor the green (Alright) Yeah, blowing up the clouds, and hear the angels sing (Sing) Yeah, fresh steal off the lot, slide on your block and pop the top And then we skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA 200 cajas 'e paper que pedí en eBay En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca (Farru') 2 phillies, se queda bizca Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx Priority el paquete, next day vía express Del celular traqueo con el GPS Y el shipping se lo cobramo' al bobo de tu ex Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal Que le baja a la movie, que pa' acá no venga a frontear Que somos millonarios, y acabo 'e comprar par de acres pa' sembrar Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush...

Give me something perfect I can hold onto real tight Give me just enough To make it through the night Never felt alive here in your house of skeletons Spent all your time trying to quiet them Oooooh You've been so high Never thought you'd be coming back down Never been sorry Are you sorry now? You've been so broken Forgot what we were all about You have never been sorry Are you sorry now? Sorry now Three steps back is where I find myself Some days I feel like someone else The places you've been hiding Will always be revealed And I can't stop these spinning wheels Ooooh You've been so high Never thought you'd be coming back down Never been sorry Are you sorry now? You've been so broken Forgot what we were all about Never been sorry Are you sorry now? Sorry now Now Give me something perfect I can hold onto real tight Give me just enough

Easy, turn your radio Turn your radio... off Watch me now, baby, baby Uh uh, uh uh Bitches in my ear, they saying they love me You don't love Scott, you love the Kid Cudi I ain't no fucking slouch, show you what I'm 'bout My energy is a bit too precious, too drenched in them blessings Transitioning to my inner, I'm hearing their voice Tell me stay in focus, keep focusing, boy Feeling like a Chilly Billy The man everywhere I go, in any city I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls galore I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls adore Mixing florescent to the core of the accouterment Off the tippy titty, setting off my groupie radar Sipping Hen, dapping hands off the roof of my Porsche A fresh nigga at large, a fresh nigga go hard All my youngins say keep it going All my youngins, they dumb and repping, they always knowing Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately Three piece suit and I'm looking so cute Sexy mama, send her way, you doing it hunnid Them hating fucks sidelining and question what you do Not this, my nigga, you been here Not this, my nigga, you ain't here Big boss, I made your heart heavy Can't stop me, can't carry me, baby Life ain't easy sober, we live so geeky Did just what you taught us, kept peace, no drama Phoned home to the moon, did you change your number? If and when you get this message, need you back home Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro Back home Big bro, we need you, come home Back home Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er Nightmares kept a nigga from closing his lids Since a kid, I've been haunted by visions of death Such a trip, now it's normal, I customed the grip Think they gon' know, think the door the haunters ain't left Now tell me what's a young nigga to do? When the zombies are coming for you Load up them Daryl Dixons Supply the race, turn the pave, relaxing, I'm ripping Last week I almost weaved right off of Mulholland Chiefing good like I should, alone in my thoughts All the awesome places I've gone to and witnessed Is it worth the paranoia, betrayal, and loss? Nah nah, heroes can't simply have it all Sacrifice, but see heroes don't sleep, we hear the call My nieces know Uncle Scottie is so rock 'n' roll My princess Vada know rock 'n' roll daddy got the glow Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately Three piece suit and I'm looking so cute Sexy mama, send her way, you doing it hunnid Them hating fucks sidelining and question what you do Not this, my nigga, you been here Not this, my nigga, you ain't here Big boss, I made your heart heavy Can't stop me, can't carry me, baby Life ain't easy sober, we live so geeky Did just what you taught us, kept peace, no drama Phoned home to the moon, did you change your number? If and when you get this message, need you back home Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro Back home Big bro, we need you, come home Back home Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع