Tag: Oak Street

Super American – Samantha’s Song Lyrics

[Verse] No more rides on Oak Street Or Frank Ocean on the way to brunch No more waking up next to you Like any day I want No more flowers waiting there When you get home from work No more clever little notes from me That you didn’t deserve [Pre-Chorus] I left a picture of Lex and Me I wish it made you feel something You said you love that polaroid [Chorus] I took my records, I took my stereo I took my time to put it together But you preferred your Stupid Bluetooth speaker You preferred your Stupid Bluetooth speaker You should prefer my stereo [Verse] No more perfect kisses In the Wal-Green’s parking lot Under the rain No more trips to California That we never got to make No more coffee in the morning While we let Bob Dylan play I’m starting to think that I never knew you...

KAMI – Home Movies letras

[Verse 1: Kami de Chukwu] Fuck ‘em, beat ‘em up, cuff ‘em All up in that wagon where them boys done chucked ‘em Chocolate, took a nigga wheels just for puffin’ Locked him in a dungeon, always left his tummy rumblin, bubblin Told him that he seen better days, the nightfall came but he dreamed a better way And the thoughts on his mind always seemed to display A scene of dismay on the screen that just play All and all forever understand it’s never over Sip that heavy liquor ‘til you feelin’ light all over Drop a couple tracks ‘til them bitches bending over And a bubble butt slut's tricking out for your quota Pimp, always let his cup runneth over Simps, tearing up when they hearts broken Him, never gave a fuck about all of that Money, fam, and music and we here to save all of th...