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Souf Park and Santa Monica Video (MV)




Performed By: Stooky Bros.
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Brandon Deener, Justin Oliver




Stooky Bros. - Souf Park and Santa Monica Lyrics
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Why you fly nigga shaming
Uh huh
You ain't got enough stripes
To be opinionated
Tryna be vegetarian but
Every now and again
It's time to stick my fangs
In some black angus
What's beef huh
Shit if you ask me it's dangerous
This that yacht flow
On the move
Pullin the anchor up
My whips 2 doors
Room for me and a slut
Couped up like Smokey
When he hit the angel dust
Jigga told niggaz it ain't no love
In the metro
Shit
You know how it go
When you connected like a lego
It feels good to watch the family ball
Like Lonzo and LaMelo
My side hoe look like a centerfold
Penthouse could slap an angel five
And tell a cloud hello
You on the down low
Stuck in that hell hold
I suppose you wanna rub shoulders
But got me bent like an elbow
Flex emoji
Use to have respect now I
Flex on my OG's
Executive only
Royal Price nigga
Stooky shit
Was skeptical of what a legend was like
I was curious
Sometimes life don't give a f*ck
Period
Don't be delirious
I can take a lyricist
Even a whole f*ckin myriad
X'm like Sirius
Satellite
I don't ask advice
Cuz you ain't got the answers man
I'm serious
If you hearin this
Remember back when
That nigga Penny had them black shits
With the reflector on the side
When he averaged like
30 sumn points per game with the Magic
Or maybe 20 sumn
I'on know
I planned a date witcha lady
But I'on show
Go beyond off the Sauvignon
Blanco murals to put the Twombly on
You niggaz had a shot
Butchu wasted a round like a cummerbund
The ambiance of the function
Is a Shabba song
Dippin hors d'oeuvres in the dijon
Honey mustard
Discussin
The dominance of my percussion
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Why you fly nigga shaming
Uh huh
You ain't got enough stripes
To be opinionated
Tryna be vegetarian but
Every now and again
It's time to stick my fangs
In some black angus
What's beef huh
Shit if you ask me it's dangerous
This that yacht flow
On the move
Pullin the anchor up
My whips 2 doors
Room for me and a slut
Couped up like Smokey
When he hit the angel dust
Jigga told niggaz it ain't no love
In the metro
Shit
You know how it go
When you connected like a lego
It feels good to watch the family ball
Like Lonzo and LaMelo
My side hoe look like a centerfold
Penthouse could slap an angel five
And tell a cloud hello
You on the down low
Stuck in that hell hold
I suppose you wanna rub shoulders
But got me bent like an elbow
Flex emoji
Use to have respect now I
Flex on my OG's
Executive only
Royal Price nigga
Stooky shit
Was skeptical of what a legend was like
I was curious
Sometimes life don't give a f*ck
Period
Don't be delirious
I can take a lyricist
Even a whole f*ckin myriad
X'm like Sirius
Satellite
I don't ask advice
Cuz you ain't got the answers man
I'm serious
If you hearin this
Remember back when
That nigga Penny had them black shits
With the reflector on the side
When he averaged like
30 sumn points per game with the Magic
Or maybe 20 sumn
I'on know
I planned a date witcha lady
But I'on show
Go beyond off the Sauvignon
Blanco murals to put the Twombly on
You niggaz had a shot
Butchu wasted a round like a cummerbund
The ambiance of the function
Is a Shabba song
Dippin hors d'oeuvres in the dijon
Honey mustard
Discussin
The dominance of my percussion
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Writer: Brandon Deener, Justin Oliver
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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