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Cloudy Day

 

Cloudy Day

(álbum: Urban Farmer - 2012)


Just another cloudy day

[Hook:]
Room spin it, stuck on the couch
Can't think about nothing but we
It's a cloudy day, it's a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Don't care about all but me
It's a cloudy day.

What's the four cast, I tell the broke bitch get me more cash
And throw me piece signs when I roll pass
I'm riding dirty plus a shit ain't got no tags
That's all bad like pretty girl with no adds I'm old fashion
Money stackin the weed I'm passing, is top shelf
I ain't never had a bag I couldn't sell I couldn't do it well
Mister always got something new to sell
Better feel Benz and make a movie tell what shakes on
I'm asking baby girl what's the new cover honey
I'm in my table just fucking off the trug money
My little humb boy trust in the plug from me
Fuck the ground any cut to hide slug from me
Flaughty days the sky's gray I'm just chillin
Watch the fame doubt that's the none feeling
And I ain't satisfied with just one million
I need a hundred more and I'm gonna get it

[Hook:]
Room spin it, stuck on the couch
Can't think about nothing but we
It's a cloudy day, it's a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Don't care about all but me
It's a cloudy day.

We rollin up these roll papers, we on cookies we on kay kays
Roll joints and we get hit as snookies hair
We make the room, we take the room and glow it down
And turn it in two that cloudy white air
My bitches they smoke too and got bitches who got bitches and got bitches
And these bitches is down for the turn up, role up
Light up, smoke up, we getting money, we ain't no dummy
So get them oddy as I'm getting us right there,
I'm on some kushy not some full shit, but I do this I ain't that green
I make that green, ride the green fool
I instagrams, and sixta grams and roll them three joints
Fool and now that two grams of insta win is three times is hot
Like... high, school
They call me Tooth I got swag is in the bag you call me
Guess what, I will be right there

[Hook: x2]
Room spin it, stuck on the couch
Can't think about nothing but we
It's a cloudy day, it's a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Don't care about all but me
It's a cloudy day.

feito

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