MeloVanGogh - Mailman paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Mailman - MeloVanGogh




It's Indi on the beat so my pen ink deep Indigofera
The way I break it's spring got 'em sprung like Primavera
Brocoli bread & cheddar
They claim to bag it like Panera but they cappin' like New Era (Haha)
You're not fitted for what queen is thinkin' in your tiara
I'm lashin' out jaws dropping like they puttin' on mascara
Body succulent, brain sharp like Aloe vera
I could hurt you or heal you depends on what you're scared of
Rubbin' me the wrong way turn me into Aguilera (Dirrty, dirrty)
I get down & dirty they allergic make 'em flare up
Bad apple tell 'em when they produce they better pair up (Pear up)
Corneas blinded everytime they trying to stare up (Ouch)
Ulta Violet ray's while I light up purple Jay's
You would think their stomping grapes how they whining for my place
Through the grapevine sending hate
Put a cork in it or wait
Get popped at a later date
Revenge doesn't ever age
It's sweet and I love the taste
It's no debate
My Tide pen erase their stain, no Penmanship on my wave
It's clear that their drip is plain
My juice like I'm part of Spain
Sangria all in my veins
No material is safe
Blood and sweat on every tape
Lyrics heat, beat concrete
Knees are weak, leave em scraped
Fell in love with my word play
Wrist is twisted like a sprain, brain's the same
If I'm writing I'm in pain
Melody & Mary Jane
It's a wrap when we're in flames
Just extinguishing the game
Now there's noone left to play (Bye)
My playlist puttin' names on a wait list
They impatient
Waiting to get played, keep 'em pacing
Shuffle tracks still ain't changing placement
At their lowest level like they stayin' in the basement
I'm in my shuttle taking off in my space ship
Far a-head guess I'm higher than a face-lift
Face it
Mean mug like I'm Kanye to Tay Swifts
Mics snatched so they barely say shit
Scared to Converse got tounges tied like laces on skate kids (Kids)
Hawking me like Tony 'cause across the board I'm off the rail they barely grazin'
I'm Off The Wall they barely skatin'
I'll deliver in my Vans
I'm the package and the brand
They sweat me with every gland
I'm hotter than hot withstands
My heat turnin' up the fans
My heat burnin' up their plans
Seal lips like the edge of a letter flap
Delivery express like you asked for your letters fast
Like a mailman but I rap, show up with a body bag
Step up on their welcome mat
Pulled your name up out the stack
Just to son you out my sack, bet you didn't catch that
Little Rugrat call me Mami
DiDi Pickles I'ma big dill to these Tommy's
Love the Stu might bring your papi
I go Reptar on these Barneys
This ain't Kids Bop, Little Big Shot
No Steve Harvey
You make Baby bops for their crib parties
You hardly spittin', I'm spittin' hardly
Hear my bars sizzle like Aussie barbies
Meet me Outback
Let's see who could out rap
Get your pens snatched, ink splat
Pussy no calamari
I- burst your bubble with sharpie
My- head is twisted like car keys
I- started whippin' up rhyme schemes
Lime-light telling me lime green
Drive- hit the gas it's a crime scene
Got 'em Twitching like live streams
Top is twisted like ice cream and they're filling up their cones to save timing
My fingers raw
Always on a roll, always grinding
Always minding mastermind tingz
For your mailbox
Leave 'em voicemails for rewinding



Writer(s): Melody Mendoza



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