Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Mr monster man monsoon
Running thru ya flesh like saw part 2
What the f*ck u call cool?
I call it getting money
U looking like a broke bitch tryna sell pussy
I had to move past it, they breathing too heavy
Shit must be asthmatic, you should lose 20
Pounds of your emotions, its foul up in the ocean, everybody salty
U drown in the depths aint nobody hear u callin
Call that there an offering
U down and u out and nobody there to keep ya ass from fallin
I been there b4, got my ass up
Had to make it work shyt cried thru the horror
Wife me up a whore, hidden psyche agendas
Tore to me the core, shyt movie plus a tour
Groupies on the bus, wives on the phone
Drugs everywhere man the highs and the lows
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
She want a bad azz like boosie boo
Or that dude on tupac makaveli oooh
Number 8 thats my shyt right there
I been going crazy like electric chairs
Yea 2 grams in between my fingers
Shine papers drinking old english
Armor all on the tires got the gold finish
Totem pole I supply her with the whole timber
Im a maniac
They told me to drink the water but yall tainted that
Aint no way that u could make me be ok with that
So u could find me where the haven at
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Jonny Monsoon - Tuna Lyrics
Jonny Monsoon - Tuna Lyrics
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Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Mr monster man monsoon
Running thru ya flesh like saw part 2
What the f*ck u call cool?
I call it getting money
U looking like a broke bitch tryna sell pussy
I had to move past it, they breathing too heavy
Shit must be asthmatic, you should lose 20
Pounds of your emotions, its foul up in the ocean, everybody salty
U drown in the depths aint nobody hear u callin
Call that there an offering
U down and u out and nobody there to keep ya ass from fallin
I been there b4, got my ass up
Had to make it work shyt cried thru the horror
Wife me up a whore, hidden psyche agendas
Tore to me the core, shyt movie plus a tour
Groupies on the bus, wives on the phone
Drugs everywhere man the highs and the lows
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
She want a bad azz like boosie boo
Or that dude on tupac makaveli oooh
Number 8 thats my shyt right there
I been going crazy like electric chairs
Yea 2 grams in between my fingers
Shine papers drinking old english
Armor all on the tires got the gold finish
Totem pole I supply her with the whole timber
Im a maniac
They told me to drink the water but yall tainted that
Aint no way that u could make me be ok with that
So u could find me where the haven at
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Mr monster man monsoon
Running thru ya flesh like saw part 2
What the f*ck u call cool?
I call it getting money
U looking like a broke bitch tryna sell pussy
I had to move past it, they breathing too heavy
Shit must be asthmatic, you should lose 20
Pounds of your emotions, its foul up in the ocean, everybody salty
U drown in the depths aint nobody hear u callin
Call that there an offering
U down and u out and nobody there to keep ya ass from fallin
I been there b4, got my ass up
Had to make it work shyt cried thru the horror
Wife me up a whore, hidden psyche agendas
Tore to me the core, shyt movie plus a tour
Groupies on the bus, wives on the phone
Drugs everywhere man the highs and the lows
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
She want a bad azz like boosie boo
Or that dude on tupac makaveli oooh
Number 8 thats my shyt right there
I been going crazy like electric chairs
Yea 2 grams in between my fingers
Shine papers drinking old english
Armor all on the tires got the gold finish
Totem pole I supply her with the whole timber
Im a maniac
They told me to drink the water but yall tainted that
Aint no way that u could make me be ok with that
So u could find me where the haven at
Got a dance vibe to it
Get high to it
Sip my fluid double cup yea i do it
Front seat, no driver, im coolin
She bang her head like its rock music
Slanging with the socks stupid
My head back harpooning
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna
Writer: Jonathon Faley
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