Testo Delirious - Mak11

Testo della canzone Delirious (Mak11), tratta dall'album Highly Flammable

Think I'm in love with miss Lady Luck
I'm on a buzz when I take these drugs
High in the club they don't pay me enough
My mind on my money no maybe but
You finding it funny it's crazy huh
My eyes like a bug's or an alien's
He act like he tough he afraid of us
No time for a bluff I can't make this up
It's really no lie I can't fake it
Ain't 'bout to come up with no alibi
I'm really that guy don't mistake it
You wanna run up then I dare you to try
You know that I'm serious look in my eyes
Got all this experience making me wise
Want commas no periods that's no surprise
I'm dollar delirious til my demise
That guala I'll marry it just like a bride
Boy you can barely just walk while I stride
I was dispirited I lost my pride
But then I inherited all of this drive
Shit looking crystal clear they call me Clyde
Ain't running no interference on this side
I want whip the red McLaren for the ride
I see me some people staring think they sly
Feel like an eagle steering through the sky
You know you need your bearings 'fore you fly
They wanna see him hear him he's the guy
I make a free appearance like surprise
I'm tryna be in Paris for the night
For 24 need my karats on the ice
Disrespect me the most embarrassed in your life
New Giuseppes for stepping, Tarantino's wife
Reservoir Dogs I kill 'em, Mr. White
I'm guessing his orange was really overripe
Tryna flex with the foreign getting off a flight
No rest when you touring schedule getting tight
You bet I'm exploring shawty body right
Won't remember tomorrow what we did tonight
I'm so high that I'm soaring really taking flight
I ain't lie I ain't sorry ever even slightly
Think I'm in love with miss Lady Luck
I'm on a buzz when I take these drugs
High in the club they don't pay me enough
My mind on my money no maybe but
You finding it funny it's crazy huh
My eyes like a bug's or an alien's
He act like he tough he afraid of us
No time for a bluff I can't make this up
It's really no lie I can't fake it
Ain't 'bout to come up with no alibi
I'm really that guy don't mistake it
You wanna run up then I dare you to try
You know that I'm serious look in my eyes
Got all this experience making me wise
Want commas no periods that's no surprise
I'm dollar delirious til my demise



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Writer(s): Andrew Mcdonald
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