BROCKHAMPTON - ZIPPER [INSTRUMENTAL]

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  • @porp109
    @porp109 2 ปีที่แล้ว +13

    Babe wake up, let's do Brockhampton karaoke

  • @MrSebsiSebs
    @MrSebsiSebs 2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Pretty sure I'm maniacal, but what do I know?
    I don't know, all I know is what I see through my monocle
    That and the telescope, keep one lens on the money flow
    The other's gold and complemental trusty, well, well
    I'm rollin' down hills in a suit through the mud
    Throw my dress shoes in a fire with the woods
    Sit back and relax with the fumes of
    Everything I hate in the world
    Play Mozart, smoke, my cigar on
    My estate, keep the cars parked on the front lawn
    Neighbors hate, place duct tape underneath their tires
    And I wait
    Sun sets to blood moon horizons
    Left brain and right brain divided
    Set frames and watch plays inside them
    In the mountains now's where you'll find him
    I smell a breeze in the morning
    I feel your presence, it's warming
    I paid attention to warnings
    But we were too caught up in, transforming
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Lucky days, I'm burnin' the four-cyl
    Your boy is dusty like brush up a fossil
    Hear that shit urk like the noise of a possum
    Bitch, I'm a king, I was born in the castle
    Built like a boxer, I'm ready to tussle
    Fuck on my baby, I'm ready to bust one
    Come fuck with me and my dogs
    Hate on my ass like in-laws, uh
    That boy stay light like a cheerleader, um
    She want me filled like a two litre, um
    Eat it all day, watch it ricochet off
    Then I skrrt off on that Michelin, aw
    They don't got nothing on me till I pop
    They don't got nothing on me, call the cops
    I hit that run like a Heisman boy, run it back
    Look at that boy, hit that runnin' back
    Shout out to South Central, San Marcos
    I got addicted to soft shell tacos
    Got down to pennies and ramen noodles
    Now I see how hunger make a shooter
    Stamina, stamina!
    I used to be holdin' the camera
    Head hit the glass, dog your window up
    Fans prayin' to me like my handle Cortana
    We like Wu-Tang but I feel like Santana
    She's twerkin' just like she Hannah Montana
    Head was clean, Tony Fantano
    Made her my wife-uh
    She can't kick it she's so Bella
    Confused erections
    Bad hoes, know name brands they brainless
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to
    Ghetto in here, flash it
    Ooh, them boys stay nasty
    Floatin' like Aladdin
    Them the ones you talkin' to