Lyrics His Groovy Opulence - Christian Diego

Charles Olivera
Ooo, ahh
Relax, relax
Jus breathe
Dis prime
Energy

Relax, it's Dad
You good, na I mean it you good
Look good, look great
Bad as fuck, body cake
A one, mind the sun, golden hour
Freaky bih, wholesome shower, saucy twin

Mmm mhm ok replay my win
I lick my wounds right now and then
Back then, I smoked bowls on my ten
Now I got ten on dem boys again
Make bets, say less, I sin way less
Don't feel no stress, I won I guess
Dis opulence, parking lot pimpin
Take da hint luh bih
He heaven sent, his natural odor
Tiger scent, or Lion's breath
Don't feel no threat, can't feel a thing
Unless I'm sucked up
Sign petitions, spread tradition
Get the fuck up, Dis dat slugger
Money tucking muthafucka
Groovy bishes, round these beaches
Gimme kisses, soft and citrus
Mean good bidness, boss like C.D.
Head on Tiki (good head, good head)
Mmm, dis dat Kiki, dis dat
Dis dat Kiki
Ass on peachy
Study Nietzche
Pour dat Tea cup
Lavender and chamomile
Grip that flesh
Dat natural feel
Dat, natural high

Mmmm dis fye
You feel me
Jus vibes n' shit

Look, ay
Dis opulence mix wit her body scent
Cinnamon, good cat butterfly back tat needed dat discipline
Three spanking minimum, playboy curriculum, alien
Iconic artist, don't call me a citizen
Mo' like the overlord
Coming over by the time that you coming we over board, sailing the ocean
Thick thighs get the oil
No really
I'm Billy like Boyo
Don't play wit my food
Ima killer, and hunter by different degrees
Belligerent thieves, taboo on my sleeves
Airport wit shorty
I'm sipping wit shorty
We lit and recording
Us up on the stall
Mile high club
Over Belize wit you flat on my tongue
I gotta ball bounce dat ass, make you cum
Shit

Mmm mhm ok replay my win
I lick my wounds right now and then
Back then, I smoked bowls on my ten
Now I got ten on dem Boys again
Make bets, say less, I sin way less
Don't feel no stress, I won I guess
Dis Opulence, parking lot pimpin
Take da hint luh bih
He heaven sent, his natural odor
Tiger scent, or Lion's breath
Don't feel no threat, can't feel a thing
Unless I'm sucked up
Sign petitions, spread tradition
Get the fuck up, Dis dat slugger
Money tucking muthafucka
Groovy bishes, round these beaches
Gimme kisses, soft and citrus
Mean good bidness, boss like C.D.
Head on Tiki (good head, good head)
Mm
Dis dat Kiki, dis dat
Dis dat Kiki
Ass on peachy
Study Nietzche
Pour dat Tea cup
Lavender and chamomile
Grip that flesh
Dat natural feel
Dat, natural high