Текст песни Underground Party (feat. Paula Peso) - Lynx 196.9

Ultimate flyness driving up the highway
With the Lambo with the soul sounds provided
You can't deny it the orchestra made it
Women out fascinated about the crowd favorite
The futuristic Willy dynamite
On the U eighty seven mic
You know what the U eighty seven like
Track with nice beans and rice
I'm the theme for the night show up in luxury
My private jet two floors up right above me
My feet are up on the console so comfy
Music I pass out around the country
City streets say it's harder than concrete
Party where the utmost meet
Pearly whites the chief see her teeth before her cheeks
Voice classic like a Chevy Caprice
With white walls all day
Smooth shot like Steve Konye
Tony fly up in the sky real high
Ultimate standing and commanding

Number one chief rocker found me foot locker
Gotta make sure the foot game stay proper
Dr Octagon got the glass got the vodka
Little greenery Mary Jane helicopter
Pen another chapter wicked like cancer
Belly dancers dance sweat out the answers
Meanwhile one of them chick from Fanta's
Commercial tripping off the kid bananas
Got what you want if it's real not weave
And be like the plant after this just leave
Cuff links crooked heart short sleeve
Bubble bath you're fortunate not me
Rap revenues heh low key
Marvel at the heroes but watch for Loki
While I so slightly conjure Marley
Girl fit me in your schedule if it's an orgy

I'm so far ahead I'm tomorrow
My styles unexplained like the pyramids
While social media stay greedier
Somebody fucked up my Wikipedia
I have way more features than the average
Me and rap got a marriage
It's shaky sometimes we face divorce
My vocals separates me from the local
I don't listen to rap songs of boasting
Hang on I got a chicken in the oven that's roasting
Her lips secluded my space don't intrude it
I got a small circle you ain't included
This game is polluted
I swim through shark infested waters
To rescue my daughter
Hope they don't marry nobody like me
Need a man who they can marry and put they feet in the sea
I left New York now I'm living in N.C
Papa got a brand new bag
You went from James to Jenny
Now he's a brand new now can you chase the X
Yeah I got big teeth and I still got specks, next