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Where My Problems Go

 

Where My Problems Go

(albüm: Swavey - 2011)


Aw yeah, bro
No, I'm not an intruder
I'm just joining in intercourse
With the daughters of America

Man, I'm so cool, I be riding all swavey
Chilling with some girls all they all Caucasian
I live in the colours, I see all y'all chasing
And if you don't believe me, I say all y'all racist
Been thinking 'bout this plan for a long time
I told my boss F you, man, I'm gon' ride
And all them thieving, I'm believing, chicks that think that I'm conceited
Tryna pull a Michael Jackson while they take my dick and beat it
Here's a middle finger for you, hope you like it
Standing on the ceiling, feeling higher than a fly kid
And I say F your friends 'cause they always up in my shit
And I been here so long, long that I'm sky sick
I'm so swavey, they say that time is of the essence
No need to worry, baby, I am of the freshness
Would it be the diamonds on my necklace?
That's my time tell, come home then rewind

I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
Ready to ride, woo
Ready to ride, ready to ride

Man, been driving down the runway the wrong way
Local radio letting my song play
Canadian jewellery on my arm, eh
All of the lights got me feeling like a Kanye
It's been a long day, my diamonds dancing
So your girl wanna be my prom date, yeah, long as she bomb, hey hey hey
Tell your friends to tell they friends friends friends
That I'm multiplying money by the tens, tens, tens
This the move that we making, it's the money you see
Say you love being you, when I know you would love to be me
It's easy for you to try to read me
I keep it funky, fresh and freezy
Never greezy, you ain't see me
Man, I just need to be up on a resort of some sort
I want girls who come forth and be part of my comfort
I'm a young nigga, I love sports, I love my girl but I plug whores
I make it fast like jump doors, take all the cash, feel no remorse

I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
Ready to ride, ready to ride
Ready to ride, ready to ride

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