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Dom Kennedy

Bending Corners

 

Bending Corners

(album: Volume Two - 2018)


True
True
True
Unh, yeah

I know you heard me on the radio
See me in that new Mercedes though
Bending corners through the Crenshaw district
She gon' take a picture if her girlfriend miss it

I'm feeling brand new so what's up honey
Used to buy her hush puppies with my lunch money
Told her "This that real, real", all steel doors one hand I got skills
Money to loan, let me know I'm giving deals
Throw a pair o' live Maine lobsters on the grill
Or is it Taco Mel season? Sunday at Dulans
Hustling every night from Monday to Tuesday
And what? They suffering? We ain't jealous
I be always coming sick, tell em
Your dream girls? I done hit several
She listening like "This shit clever"
A 90's baby, thats a sick era
Black Nikes like I'm Chris Weber
Keep working, it's gon get better
That's all I can tell ya, uh

I know you heard me on the radio
See me in that new Mercedes though
Bending corners through the Crenshaw district
She gon' take a picture if her girlfriend miss it

I know you probably seen my video
Name ringing bells through the city though
Bending corners through the Crenshaw district
She gon' take a picture if her girlfriend miss it

Chilling with the homies, smelling the bud
Line wrapped around to the back of the club
In the spot you can't get in for a dub
They won't let me in, say I'm dressed like a thug
Came through like Birdie in "Above The Rim"
Off camel hoodie under and a pair o' Timbs
Nah, for real rock Vans with the Acne slims;
She'll do anything you want
I swear you better make that girl happy
Even if I have to drive a taxi
I will still have you eating crab meat
Then hit you with the Laffy Taffy
A 90's baby, that's a sick era
She thinking ring and I just met her
Keep working, it's gon get better
That all I can tell ya, uh

I know you heard me on the radio
See me in that new Mercedes though
Bending corners through the Crenshaw district
She gon' take a picture if her girlfriend miss it

I know you probably seen my video
Name ringing bells through the city though
Bending corners through the Crenshaw district
She gon' take a picture if her girlfriend miss it

Yeah, Krondon
Aye, Aye
Yeah

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?