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R. Vibes - All Star Weekend Lyrics



R. Vibes - All Star Weekend Lyrics




This that food for thoughtGone grab a bowl
Add a dab of ranch Learned that from my migos
Sprinkle in he soul trained Like he don c
Flow 3 thousand degrees With zero degrees
Not saying that's the steeze boy Move at your own breeze
You know I do it for my team like I'm playing co op
I see the fake love on the face I see right through the Botox
How I'm the guiding light for rap But they still softer than soap ops
Dirty
But they don't douche it They like funky chocha
I'm just jokin light up like Sammy Sosa
Please stop all the comparisons
I know that I'm better than more than half of these veterans
And all these new Youngin's you but been really embarrassing
Leader of the new school stay in front like the trunk of an elephant
Or maybe like the trunk of a Tesla The flow stone cold mistake it for the wrestler
I'm a boss boy don't confuse me with the tester
Take ya loss boss you know better than to test us
Got it on lock like passwords
Pass words round boy that's a cypher
Then try to decipher, go get an advisor
Ask em' who is nicer, go get a sunvisor
Cuz' ima shine brighter
Than Thomas Edison know my rhetoric is heaven sent
The cleverness in all my references shows it is effortless
The steadiness and tenderness is what i need from goddesses
And any time i score a bless thanking God for the assist
Swish the way im ballin you can barley touch the rim
They pissed they see me all in and they always on the bench
Bless you, you ain't even gotta sneeze
Thats the energy i'm on i want all my dogs to eat
Its far fetch if i'm hating but you play frisbee
Gone fetch me my paper
Gone fetch me my keys
Do what ever i say
I got em trained like a doggy
Royalty when i touchdown they like
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This that food for thoughtGone grab a bowl
Add a dab of ranch Learned that from my migos
Sprinkle in he soul trained Like he don c
Flow 3 thousand degrees With zero degrees
Not saying that's the steeze boy Move at your own breeze
You know I do it for my team like I'm playing co op
I see the fake love on the face I see right through the Botox
How I'm the guiding light for rap But they still softer than soap ops
Dirty
But they don't douche it They like funky chocha
I'm just jokin light up like Sammy Sosa
Please stop all the comparisons
I know that I'm better than more than half of these veterans
And all these new Youngin's you but been really embarrassing
Leader of the new school stay in front like the trunk of an elephant
Or maybe like the trunk of a Tesla The flow stone cold mistake it for the wrestler
I'm a boss boy don't confuse me with the tester
Take ya loss boss you know better than to test us
Got it on lock like passwords
Pass words round boy that's a cypher
Then try to decipher, go get an advisor
Ask em' who is nicer, go get a sunvisor
Cuz' ima shine brighter
Than Thomas Edison know my rhetoric is heaven sent
The cleverness in all my references shows it is effortless
The steadiness and tenderness is what i need from goddesses
And any time i score a bless thanking God for the assist
Swish the way im ballin you can barley touch the rim
They pissed they see me all in and they always on the bench
Bless you, you ain't even gotta sneeze
Thats the energy i'm on i want all my dogs to eat
Its far fetch if i'm hating but you play frisbee
Gone fetch me my paper
Gone fetch me my keys
Do what ever i say
I got em trained like a doggy
Royalty when i touchdown they like
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Writer: Ryan Holland
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