Dead Obies - What It Is Lyrics

Lyrics What It Is - Dead Obies



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What it is?
What's up!
I still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up!
I still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up!
When they still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up!
When they still missisippin' in the truck
Goddamn!
What it is?
What's up!
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up!
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
Ya, Ferrejo Rocher, le wrap est en or, mais le foulard est en soie
(Quoi?) soie (quoi) swage ($ud $ale!)
So, j'ai momentanément perdu la map, what's happening?
Sur le backseat, 10 000 images subliminales, hit me now!
Boogie Down, Criminal Minded
On bump South Bronx, pis on fait des drive-by (va t'acheter du linge!)
Jeune mothafuckas
Whole génération d'get turnt, mothafuckas
Right turn mothafuckas, left turn mothafuckas!
Get the fuck out, let it burn mothafucka!
I ride high 'til I
Die in my Chevy, Imma die in my Chevy
Miss American pie, j'peux tu crasher the night?
I drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Now what it is?
What's up?
You know I'm still missisippin' in my truck
Goddamn!
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
Goddamn!
What it is? It's just us!
A'ec six jeunes chélis in the club
A'ec six jeunes chélis, six jeunes chélis, six jeunes chélis in the club
Shake ton squelette, shake ton squelette, beubé, shake that jelly in the club!
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
Heyo VNCE! What's up?
Jeune et gifted, fuck your religion!
Drunk drivin' at Christmas, I'm out of my mind
A'ec six jeunes chélis dans l'char de ma mère (Chéli!)
And we ridin' high!
Missisippin' su'a' Main, swervin' out of my line! (Princier!)
Young Moses, black roadsters
Five hundred horses, I call it my black Trojan
Même chose, all black Range Rover
Cent quarante dins courbes, game over! Cent quarante
Overdrive, burn rubber overnight, run a light
Show de boucane, sub woofers over sirens
Tu connais le deal, quand le beat goes boum, boum, boum!
Fais ton move, fais ton move, baby, zoom, zoom, zoom!
Swerve! Drunk driving, en sens inverse
Fuck un permis d'conduire, on s'en câlisse!
What it is?
What's up?
'Train d'texter d'une courbe, gin and juice in the cup
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
Goddamn!
What it is? It's just us!
A'ec six jeunes chélis in the club
A'ec six jeunes chélis, six jeunes chélis, six jeunes chélis in the club
Shake ton squelette, shake ton squelette, beubé, shake that jelly in the club!
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
What it is?
What's up?
You know we still missisippin' in the truck
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Writer(s): Jonathan Quirion, Vincent Banville, Kerr Gregory Beaudin, Jean-françois Ruel, Charles-andré Vincelette, Pierre Savu-massé


Dead Obies - Montréal $ud
Album Montréal $ud
date of release
12-11-2013




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