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Disarray Video (MV)




Performed By: H.O.M.E.S
Length: 2:51
Written by: Isaiah Crowder, Walt Mudie




H.O.M.E.S - Disarray Lyrics




Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere

Winnin' sweepstakes
I catch bitches on pee breaks until the knee quakes
And we swing back
Bebop in your headphones, beet-faced
I'm all green on the cheeks and the chin, what a cheap race
Turn it up loud, you can see bass
My ad-libbin' like Steve Pat' but no debate
Numbers: Side of a preschool; colourful
Run into the fire like I'm paid for it
Bitch, I am
I decide how the day goes
I might slam or go hide for the Pesos
Like I am El Chapo
Ham in her taco
Hand me the guacamole, Moroccos
I speak what I desire
I stoke the fire
Your girl it tired, you just admire

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere

Nigga, I been taking naps for a minute
Two-fifty for the pack and it got me feelin' lifted, uh
Just got back into rap on the rhythm of the back shots that I be givin' her
I'll admit it, I've been slackin' like a fitted cuff
Bit your tongue, or get your chin launched off a fistaf*ck
Then see a dentist, huh?
You niggas is different, huh?
My niggas, we split the difference, experience dividends
It's the Millennium, gentlemen, settle in
Watch him like a hawk, he cat-walking off the pedestal
Not a model resident
You can never catch me wearing denim, son
But maybe in coffin when I'm dead and done
Stacking my cheese and salami
They better be Tommy
Your shit is behind me
There ain't better timing
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy on the block with my niggas, we okay, yeah

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
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Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere

Winnin' sweepstakes
I catch bitches on pee breaks until the knee quakes
And we swing back
Bebop in your headphones, beet-faced
I'm all green on the cheeks and the chin, what a cheap race
Turn it up loud, you can see bass
My ad-libbin' like Steve Pat' but no debate
Numbers: Side of a preschool; colourful
Run into the fire like I'm paid for it
Bitch, I am
I decide how the day goes
I might slam or go hide for the Pesos
Like I am El Chapo
Ham in her taco
Hand me the guacamole, Moroccos
I speak what I desire
I stoke the fire
Your girl it tired, you just admire

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere

Nigga, I been taking naps for a minute
Two-fifty for the pack and it got me feelin' lifted, uh
Just got back into rap on the rhythm of the back shots that I be givin' her
I'll admit it, I've been slackin' like a fitted cuff
Bit your tongue, or get your chin launched off a fistaf*ck
Then see a dentist, huh?
You niggas is different, huh?
My niggas, we split the difference, experience dividends
It's the Millennium, gentlemen, settle in
Watch him like a hawk, he cat-walking off the pedestal
Not a model resident
You can never catch me wearing denim, son
But maybe in coffin when I'm dead and done
Stacking my cheese and salami
They better be Tommy
Your shit is behind me
There ain't better timing
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy on the block with my niggas, we okay, yeah

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Turn away
Disarray everywhere
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Writer: Isaiah Crowder, Walt Mudie
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