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Prof - Windows Lyrics




[ Featuring Atmosphere ]

Shut up, everybody shut up
I think you've had too much to speak
Give me the keys, plug the leak
Or go take a little step off something steep

I might be a f*ck up
But I wanna do splendid things
I mean I want somebody to remember me
And maybe drive me around in a limousine

I'm just joking, I rather drive myself
Rather fly myself, most time
Rather be all by myself a party of one
And I'll keep going for as
Long as the arteries pump

Don't start no junk
I'm not a thug but I'm hardly a punk
And if it ain't the hard part of the month
Throw your hands in the sky
Sing the harmony once

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

Shut up, everybody shut up
I brought my own knife and fork
Stood up to address the court
And said "The kid's so hungry
He'll eat the stork"

I might be a f*ck up
But I'm in the upper percentile
I try to put a smile on my face
While the rest act so cold
Blooded like a reptile

Gotta look over both my shoulders
Don't even know ya, potential cobras
I'm tryna find a poser to design
A poster to mobilize voters

This is not a top secret
But they already know what
You're not thinkin'
Either you could submit or you
Could just stop speakin'
And find yourself inside another lost weekend

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

Shut up, everybody shut up
All of y'all talk too goddamn much
Slither back under that rock you're from
Got a hiss on the tongue
That you just can't trust

I might be a f*ck up
And maybe you are too, but I ain't no judge
Run through dirt just to kick up dust
Put a little paint on the tip of the brush

Go ahead breathe with no regrets
Life's too brief to be so upset
Gotta take the lost and plead the fifth
Sometimes the world will make
You eat that shit

Gonna jump like a kangaroo
Break outta the zoo
Let the universe know that
You made it through
Stay true to your name and crew
But watch what you say and who you say it to

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
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English

Shut up, everybody shut up
I think you've had too much to speak
Give me the keys, plug the leak
Or go take a little step off something steep

I might be a f*ck up
But I wanna do splendid things
I mean I want somebody to remember me
And maybe drive me around in a limousine

I'm just joking, I rather drive myself
Rather fly myself, most time
Rather be all by myself a party of one
And I'll keep going for as
Long as the arteries pump

Don't start no junk
I'm not a thug but I'm hardly a punk
And if it ain't the hard part of the month
Throw your hands in the sky
Sing the harmony once

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

Shut up, everybody shut up
I brought my own knife and fork
Stood up to address the court
And said "The kid's so hungry
He'll eat the stork"

I might be a f*ck up
But I'm in the upper percentile
I try to put a smile on my face
While the rest act so cold
Blooded like a reptile

Gotta look over both my shoulders
Don't even know ya, potential cobras
I'm tryna find a poser to design
A poster to mobilize voters

This is not a top secret
But they already know what
You're not thinkin'
Either you could submit or you
Could just stop speakin'
And find yourself inside another lost weekend

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

Shut up, everybody shut up
All of y'all talk too goddamn much
Slither back under that rock you're from
Got a hiss on the tongue
That you just can't trust

I might be a f*ck up
And maybe you are too, but I ain't no judge
Run through dirt just to kick up dust
Put a little paint on the tip of the brush

Go ahead breathe with no regrets
Life's too brief to be so upset
Gotta take the lost and plead the fifth
Sometimes the world will make
You eat that shit

Gonna jump like a kangaroo
Break outta the zoo
Let the universe know that
You made it through
Stay true to your name and crew
But watch what you say and who you say it to

Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherf*cker one bit though

I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
I don't trust a motherf*cker one bit though
And it go
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Writer: ANTHONY JEROME DAVIS, JACOB LUKAS ANDERSON, WRITER UNKNOWN, ANTHONY DAVIS, JACOB ANDERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
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