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Aha Gazelle

Boot Camp

 

Boot Camp

(album: Trilliam 3 - 2017)


[Tony Ri'chard:]
I got the Jazz in my soul
Whaddup Aha?
Welch boy, what's good boy?
That boy Steve up in here, that boy Ringo hah?!
We bout to cut up

I'm wopping
I'm feeling myself huh
Jazz all in my soul
I'm killing huh
Goatin on em flu aroma need a Pippin huh
From the valley to the Mississippi jiggin huh

[Starringo:]
Do what you wanna
Head, shirt, pants, fresh
Do what you wanna
I'm feeling way too blessed
Do what you wanna
I'm on kinda hot right now
Do what you wanna
Can't nobody bring me down
Just
Do what you wanna

[Tony Ri'chard:]
I been whipping in the kitchen, you can come and get it
Bill Maher got that Mr. Calvin Candle spirit
We was really in the field, really independent
They just handed down the business like a far descendant
Common sense ain't common sense
People blinded by some tint
Put some diamonds on my wrist
Bet they start to pay attention
Vapor all up in my kidneys
Start a fire like a chimney, but the spitting never smoke
Game I'm kicking never tripping, I've been rolling by myself
Promise I don't need no help
Even if the tires melt, these 8 miles, I walk in prayer
Hold up wait, I need a breath (Woo!)
What I write is never left (true, true)

I'm wopping
I'm feeling myself huh
Jazz all in my soul
I'm killing huh
Goatin on em flu aroma need a Pippin huh
From the valley to the Mississippi jiggin huh

[Starringo:]
Do what you wanna
Head, shirt, pants, fresh
Do what you wanna
I'm feeling way too blessed
Do what you wanna
I'm on kinda hot right now
Do what you wanna
Can't nobody bring me down
Just
Do what you wanna

[Aha Gazelle:]
It be that gold teeth wearing
White people scaring, concerned by his parents
'Cause he's never once cared about his appearance
Dreadlock hanging
Gospel music sanging, would be contemporary
Christian if I got a white person to sang it (chill bro)
Everyday, I wake and say "Who will I make mad today?"
Can't afford the tickets taking cheap shots like matinee
What on the earth is going on? I guess they couldn't calculate
This a whole new world, well, at least that's what Aladdin say
No, I don't play patticake, but she think I'm a cutie pie
Start off with a couple shots like do or die, we hooping now
Teamwork make the dream work, we ain't cheating, you just losing now
What the business is?
Address the problem like a suit and tie
They like what you mean?
I ain't stutter, oh you Ruben now
When I drop the beat, you start to shuffle
Oh, you Cupid now
Acting like you on the team
Ok, so, you Mark Cuban now?
Remember last year when you was hating?
Oh, you stupid now
Tryna build a mansion, gotta make sure that there's room inside
I keep the fam together, they don't wanna see us unified
It's four of us like you and I and you and I
I'm the truth, shut up, you a lie
Who am I?
(It's Aha!)
Cool

[Tony Ri'chard:]
I'm wopping
I'm feeling myself huh
Jazz all in my soul
I'm killing huh
Goatin on em flu aroma need a Pippin huh
From the valley to the Mississippi jiggin huh

[Starringo:]
Do what you wanna
Head, shirt, pants, fresh
Do what you wanna
I'm feeling way too blessed
Do what you wanna
I'm on kinda hot right now
Do what you wanna
Can't nobody bring me down
Just
Do what you wanna

Head first, like a stepper applying pressure
Check out how I stride, my glide like Clyde Drexler
I'm in the lab with Tony cooking like Dexter
Aha got the sauce, you knowing we going extra
Yeah I sag the pants they don't understand take a glance
Watch I do the dance flying with the green Peter Pan
Me and all the friends too advanced we been had the plan
How many expected that?
I need a show of hands
Turn it up I get a little wild like that
My girl ask me why I like it loud like that
Yea I style like that, Chino in the back wrong move
He attack yea that's a fact
Man this Louisiana
Country like David banner
Hotter than roman candles
You prolly just need your sandals
Camouflage bandanna
Might drop a 4 in Fanta
Them boys rollin like bikes
With more bars than you can handle
Get it by any means
Junior need many things
Can't settle with chasing it
I'mma manifest every dream
See it like Dr. King and bring it home
Bury every song this another one to put in stone
Ringo

Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Do what you wanna
Okay, I'm about to leave, I'm tired
It's midnight, I have to go to work tomorrow
And I have to drive, you still haven't answered my question
What would you say?

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