Testo Lawn Chair High - Rehab feat. Steaknife
Testo della canzone Lawn Chair High (Rehab feat. Steaknife), tratta dall'album Graffiti The World
Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin' in the carport lookin' down the driveway
Watchin' all the cars go by
And it's alright (it's alright)
And it's alright (it's alright)
Damn right, got my boom box this beats banging
And 'em booms knocking back a 12 pack in the back of the wacky tobacco
Pack a bowl of just relax, and fold out a lawn chair
Drop your cares, I got brew in the igloo cooler too
Plus a barrage of puzzling thoughts
In my garage, guzzling Heineken
My mind, I cannot focus 'cause I'm blind again
Find a friend to tell it to, I'm trying to relax, dawg
I ain't trying to hear about the guns, looting cars
Or what silicone flues been doing blowing bars
I'll catch the escalator to the sun, moon, and stars
Bruh, you gotta love it (woo), you better love it (yeah)
Give me some stuff that I can handle, or forget it
And hold my calls because I'm out for the night
Mosquito bites and lightning bugs got neon balls
You better wreck a father-muckin'-nines
Give me that funnel and run along, youngin
Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin' in the carport lookin' down the driveway
Watchin' all the cars go by
And it's alright (it's alright)
And it's alright (it's alright)
Ok, I'm fly like Cessna, sparka like Fresca
Ain't none fresher, sippin' at Besta
High like giraffe cooch, kickin' a neighbor's pooch
See you all ridin' in my lawn chair coupe
You see me in my flip-flop, socks, and shorts
T-shirt in the shade up under the cardboard
Itch that killed Elvis, nothin' you can tell us
The neighbors are outside, we know that they can smell us
Ain't babysittin' no way, I'm sippin' today
And listen, if you think I'm trippin', uh-uh, not today
Get glassed out, get grassed out
Drinkin' glassed out, and we get passed out
Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin' in the carport lookin' down the driveway
Watchin' all the cars go by
And it's alright (it's alright)
And it's alright (it's alright)
Space see is Kevin at 20 after 11
Barking at the moon, a little slice of heaven
And it's all to the goody good up all night
Remember three times dope, I'm feeling four times nice, so
Pop a squat and pop a topic, a topic to talk about
I'll freestyle, and meanwhile, you're knocking back a vodka shot
Waving at a passing cop, higher than some astronauts
Feel good music, hooky like a tackle box
Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin' in the carport lookin' down the driveway
Watchin' all the cars go by
And it's alright (it's alright)
And it's alright (it's alright)
Yeah
I feel good
Yeah, man
I feel good
Yeah, man
I feel good
Credits
Writer(s): Maurice Sinclair, Jason Brooks, Jimmy Alexander, Robert Campbell
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