tampa as in the bay - rhinestone cowboi!! Lyrics

Johnny Versace on the mix
Eric in the house
Seoul asleep on the couch
What it is, what it always will be

Yo, aye
Bunkacid flipped the brew
I flunk passive this year from some of the past things
Is true, I give my mans shoes
One lows, a single stoge or two
Gotta lotta latte left
The RiRi
What it do
I dig it like a shovel
Then see like view
Up, up, away
Enough of space
How do you do
Through and through
I'm thoroughly brow furrowed
A cool, curled, burnt girl
With the
Ow
Dragoon tattoo
Who
Who is to say I'm not
F*ck you, pay me
Go eat some apple sauce and jack off
Bino, Earl Sweat, Asher Roth
Decant the planner
Jet, he blasting off
Do not forget the words left
Important, yes
Yet half me lost
The realist
Where is them on the map
Use an atlas
Fast, quick
Antonyms of molasses
And that is just a fact
Fictitious, on whims I snap
Like a fourth-grade arm
Or Hollaback atcha
Tantrum, throw sanskrit
Chakra blast mantra
Hamsa, poncho, my camera, your condo, Honda
How can I get a hundred sign
Gold Rose type
Undid into microphones
Know Tampa likes of a rhinestone cowboy