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Feeling young but I'm acting shy
Feeling young but I'm acting slim
Ooh, Bloco Music
Come to the rave looking like gold
Medalist with Kurt Angle boots on (Yeah)
And I don't wear Louis Vuitton
Heard he got normal shoes on (Oh)
Girls are like "girl, where the shoe from?" (Get them)
Tell her "yo, Uncle John" (John John)
I ain't gotta flex on no one
I'm the original don
Feeling young but I'm acting slim
Feeling young but I'm acting slim
Tell man I don't wanna go to the gym
Beat that girl with the jimmy jim jim
When I say bloody Nora, have you seen her skin?
That's 'cause I'm with the prettiest ting
Man are riding around, riding, flexing
Riding through with the normal shoom
Roll to the rave with a normal shoe
Roll to the rave in a quick Air Max
Normal shoe and it's medias packed
Beat that bitch like my name was Max
Told a corn man easy with the Daks
I brush out my hair and durag that
That's not waves, what would I call that?
Looking like a puddle that man can't splash
Come to the rave looking like gold
Medalist with Kurt Angle boots on (Yeah)
And I don't wear Louis Vuitton
Heard he got normal shoes on (Oh)
Girls are like "girl, where the shoe from?" (Get them)
Tell her "yo, Uncle John" (John John)
I ain't gotta flex on no one
I'm the original don
Getting expensive nosh on my white ting
Mummy call that Moschino
Gyal said me have a big ego
Heard I would agree on the D though
Man said me have a big ego
'Cause he can't get no ass teeth off of me, no
I was in the rave with Daddy and N.A.R.T.Y
Murking my night for me, no
Yeah, I'm in the Moschino
Gyal wanna stitch me up just like Lilo
'Cause I beat the kid like Nino
And me speak Portuguese like Figo
But that's an old art to Ronaldo
So shut your mouth like Velcro
I was in the rave with Daddy and N.A.R.T.Y
Mess up the rave when we go
Come to the rave looking like gold
Medalist with Kurt Angle boots on (Yeah)
And I don't wear Louis Vuitton
Heard he got normal shoes on (Oh)
Girls are like "girl, where the shoe from?" (Get them)
Tell her "yo, Uncle John" (John John)
I ain't gotta flex on no one
I'm the original don
One side, two side, what you gonna do?
One side, two side, what you gonna do?
Heard you're gonna clash with a guy with a normal shoe
Come to the clash and clash
And come to the clash and step on his shoe
When I look in his face like "what you gonna do?"
One side, two way, what's it gonna be?
One side, two way, what you gonna do?
Do what you want, do what you wanna do
But she's leaving the rave with me, not you
Came in the rave with a normal Air Force shoe
This ain't the Dolce shoe
Look at the things Air Force can do
Look at the things Air Force can do
Riding around, say we riding through
Riding through with the normal shoom
Come to the rave looking like gold
Medalist with Kurt Angle boots on (Yeah)
And I don't wear Louis Vuitton
Heard he got normal shoes on (Oh)
Girls are like "girl, where the shoe from?" (Get them)
Tell her "yo, Uncle John" (John John)
I ain't gotta flex on no one
I'm the original don
Come to the rave looking like gold medalist with Kurt Angle boots on
And I don't wear Louis Vuitton
Heard he got normal shoes on
Girls are like "girl, where the shoe from?"
Tell her "yo, Uncle John"
I ain't gotta flex on no one
I'm the original don
Bloco Music



Writer(s): Stefan Velichkov, Orlando Blair De Almeida Copyright: Metropolis Songs Limited



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