Songtexte Bleu Moon. - B.Slade

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

What you looking for
Cause no one compares
The way I walk
The way I wearing my air
They want me gone
But I ain't going nowhere
I'm blowing vapors
Ain't fucking with
Them papers no more

I wanna stick my needle
Inside your vein
I ain't no joke
My nickname's Big Daddy Kane
Go ahead do you
Cause I'm staying in my lane
The sun's setting
On them blue rock
Drinking baby

Everyday is 420 in Southern California
Get that bag
Get that money
Wax that rover up
That's what I do
Sipping Ciroc with the blue cube
All up in YouTube
Look at my cool shoes
Wait a minute nigga's posing
Hold on nigga
Where them hoes at
Nigga been there, done that
Schwarzenegger, "I'll be right back"
Hotter than a jalapeno (hot)
Call me Stevie I don't see em'
Cause I'm up in the colosseum
You a snack and I'm a meal

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

Mocho choco lata yaya
You just sit back and relax
Imma take that ass higher
We making hits like
Every other weekend
I take that back
We make hits every weekend
We smoking weed and
Eating Popeyes chicken
Yolo that's the kinda
Life that I be living

All these dating ass niggas
On some jump down
Town around
Picking cotton ish
Why you looking at me funny
What you talking bout bitch
Yep your front teeth
Been missing
Bitch are you breathing
Or whistling

I ain't buying
What you're selling me
The smoke you been blowing
I ain't inhaling it
Let's face it
You really just jealous
You see me on TV with LA
I'm all up on LA
America hearing my story
Giving God all of the glory
While you hating
And don't even know me
Your ass is full of baloney
Beyonce, Rhemi, or Lauren
Just call me sexual child
Daddy be dropping them bars
Bippity boppity boo
Bippity boppity boo
I ain't got nothing to prove
This is private property move
And that's private property too
So basically you're just screwed nigga
Ain't no need to be rude nigga
Have a seat and be cool nigga

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon
I'll be sipping on a blue moon
With the blue cube
In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon