Текст песни Pair of Dice - M. Spoon

Shawty come on with me I'ma take you out to paradise
Rollin' with me lucky like a pair of dice
Come on ride up on me yeah you close just like that white on rice
I got so much to say I just cannot be concise
You like the way I freak my shit you like the way I got that spice
You like the way I groove my shit you look enticed
Hey, baby come inside
I'm sorry for that cap I'm sorry for the lies

I keep it real like i'm Benzema
Quick just like I'm Philly Mike Vick run with that eczema
All my moves electric like I'm Jhene in that Tesla
I been growing but these vices damn I got a plethora, yeah
Yeah to be honest I been burning out
My motivation center toxic I been chasing clout
I really need to do some searching in my spirit now
Dopamine fiend, mad deferred dreams mix it in with the self doubt
Hey, I remember when I used to give a fuck
I remember when I went to Gillette with my Uncle Chuck
Yeah he in paradise you know he out there sending love
I know he'd want me to keep pushin and to run it up
And so tomorrow I'm gonna get up and I'll give a fuck
And Joey H. and Spoon gon' rap these n***** into dust
Y'all should ride this Ayr utopia it's fire trust
Baby come to my utopia it's fire trust
Cause like we Giannis or we Grayson we still get them bucks
And like I'm Jokic or I'm Harden yeah I triple dub
Girl you the name it's Young Tyson what you sayin
Aka Joey H. or Big Joe back in the day ouais

Shawty come on with me I'ma take you out to paradise
Rollin with me lucky like a pair of dice
Come on ride up on me yeah you close just like that white on rice
Yeah I got so much to say I just can't be concise
You like the way I freak my shit you like the way I got that spice
You like the way I groove my shit you look enticed
Hey, baby come inside
I'm sorry for that cap I'm sorry for the lies

Flow on automatic
Go goat when they want some static
Never been a shock got a cold classic
Finally got the tools like inspector gadget
Roll some die change ya life
Can live it how you wanna, babe
Mom I got new colors in my fridge
Poppa new gold my wrist
Grandkids new tapes some 'em this
Show 'em this Four Seasons, bitch
Tryin' to get higher I am out there on my tippy toes
Shrooms through the moon lemme put you onto trippy flows
Watch me double up double up on these triplet flows
Watch me fuck me around and stay single for whoever knows
Watch me with four Os on me like an Audio 4
I just hit the cycle if you pay attention on the low
Took some time perfected my shit
Can make a whole sex playlist with my shit
Four Seasons shuffle it any one hit
Can't fuck me no regular bitch
Nine to five no hoe no interest
Now I'm bumpin' up my salary
Bumpin' unreleased smokin' with my feins
Ash on my ACGs livin' out my dream
Not selfish baby got a team

Che che che
Shawty really classy but she know that she a freak
Quickie under work I'm with the Nike's on her feet
Peace treaty that coochie when it's moving too elite
A hello in her ear now she rollin' in the deep
She got a little crown she the beauty I'm the beast
We ain't make it to the bed so we did it in the Jeep
I'm the only n**** got her livin' in the dream
Che
Shawty come on with me I'ma take you out to paradise
The coochie so sweet I had to eat it twice
Take a little chance let's just roll the dice
She gone never fold when the money on the line

Shawty come on with me I'ma take you out to paradise
Rollin with me lucky like a pair of dice
Come on ride up on me yeah you close just like that white on rice
Yeah I got so much to say I just can't be concise
You like the way I freak my shit you like the way I got that spice
You like the way I groove my shit you look enticed
Baby come inside
I'm sorry for that cap I'm sorry for the lies