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Placebo (feat. Bookoo & Thuggish) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kuttybear
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: ASHLEY ELIZABETH SMITH




Kuttybear - Placebo (feat. Bookoo & Thuggish) Lyrics
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See, for whatever it's worth
I tell you niggas I stay fresh like search
I could live in the desert and not suffer from thirst
I stay drippin, hydrated, my areas acclimated
Keep you niggas agitated, wondering how I made it
But that's a stupid question, cause see
I self sustain like a terrarium
I got everything in my environment I need to maintain
While you niggas is outside of my world, trippin
Goin insane, I'm inside, thrivin
Growin, everything green
Smokin like a connoisseur, joints long as a ruler
Tryna get them days off, yea the black Ferris Bueller
Tryna wake them wins up, you know your man Don Schuler
See, there's only one coach and there's only one shooter
So that means no confession and no concession
If you hating when you see me then it comes from my direction
See, I'm not flexin, Yo, but what can I say
I'm tryna make it home to twin and baby girl
And say I'm goin that-a-way
So you can bring the tornado, I'll weather the storm
I ride in and come out lookin like new clothes never worn
What made you think you was gone win, I don't know
You was off them sugar pills, nigga
Placebo, oh
Am I going out my mind
All I see is dollar signs
Even if I'm lost, it's fine
I can pay the cost this time
I'm not a drug dealer, I just satisfy my serves
I'm not in love with her, I just pacify her nerves
I'm not above liquor, I'd just rather light this herb
I got passion, I got worth
But I'm in traffic, I might skrrt
We run these streets so tough
Ain't a man in the land bringin heat like us
When my dawgs come through
All of you best stay out of my way
We run these streets so tough
Ain't a man in the land bringin heat like us
When my dawgs come through
All of you best stay outta my way
Started off with ten dollars and copped a dub
Made twenty then doubled that
With forty, brought a sixteen
Made a hundred, then bought a pack
No turnin back
We was up in the kitchen and cookin crack
Choppin it into pieces then peace it out on the track
Paradise at the price of us possibly gettin life
Lookin up at the lights with no happy ending in sight
So despite the pain, it made it feel like life's a game
Somethin I can't explain how the money made em change
The cash came, we young and livin life in the fast lane
Hoping our past pain start to fade with the fresh fame
A faint flame, under slangin it, loving the change
So we left the game as corrupt as the way it became
Tearing out the frame, it was crazy
But the world was insane
So we went the same, we was with it we did it to gain
But all that glitter wasn't what you would figure
And no matter how much money you stack
You still a nigga
Ooh huhh
Yea, yea
Do you believe in me now, do you believe in me now
Do you believe in me now, oh
Do you believe in me now, do you believe in me now
Do you believe in me now
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English

See, for whatever it's worth
I tell you niggas I stay fresh like search
I could live in the desert and not suffer from thirst
I stay drippin, hydrated, my areas acclimated
Keep you niggas agitated, wondering how I made it
But that's a stupid question, cause see
I self sustain like a terrarium
I got everything in my environment I need to maintain
While you niggas is outside of my world, trippin
Goin insane, I'm inside, thrivin
Growin, everything green
Smokin like a connoisseur, joints long as a ruler
Tryna get them days off, yea the black Ferris Bueller
Tryna wake them wins up, you know your man Don Schuler
See, there's only one coach and there's only one shooter
So that means no confession and no concession
If you hating when you see me then it comes from my direction
See, I'm not flexin, Yo, but what can I say
I'm tryna make it home to twin and baby girl
And say I'm goin that-a-way
So you can bring the tornado, I'll weather the storm
I ride in and come out lookin like new clothes never worn
What made you think you was gone win, I don't know
You was off them sugar pills, nigga
Placebo, oh
Am I going out my mind
All I see is dollar signs
Even if I'm lost, it's fine
I can pay the cost this time
I'm not a drug dealer, I just satisfy my serves
I'm not in love with her, I just pacify her nerves
I'm not above liquor, I'd just rather light this herb
I got passion, I got worth
But I'm in traffic, I might skrrt
We run these streets so tough
Ain't a man in the land bringin heat like us
When my dawgs come through
All of you best stay out of my way
We run these streets so tough
Ain't a man in the land bringin heat like us
When my dawgs come through
All of you best stay outta my way
Started off with ten dollars and copped a dub
Made twenty then doubled that
With forty, brought a sixteen
Made a hundred, then bought a pack
No turnin back
We was up in the kitchen and cookin crack
Choppin it into pieces then peace it out on the track
Paradise at the price of us possibly gettin life
Lookin up at the lights with no happy ending in sight
So despite the pain, it made it feel like life's a game
Somethin I can't explain how the money made em change
The cash came, we young and livin life in the fast lane
Hoping our past pain start to fade with the fresh fame
A faint flame, under slangin it, loving the change
So we left the game as corrupt as the way it became
Tearing out the frame, it was crazy
But the world was insane
So we went the same, we was with it we did it to gain
But all that glitter wasn't what you would figure
And no matter how much money you stack
You still a nigga
Ooh huhh
Yea, yea
Do you believe in me now, do you believe in me now
Do you believe in me now, oh
Do you believe in me now, do you believe in me now
Do you believe in me now
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Writer: ASHLEY ELIZABETH SMITH
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