CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Back On My 47 sh*t*
The room smell like buddah so light up some incense
And I’m worried about my future ‘cause my past was intense
Now a guys careers buzzing, cuz they think he’s insects
Pair of mid class b*t*hes, have em c*mmin in sex
But they ours, sweet dreams, smoking sours, picking white
b*t*hes like flowers, gave Kelly a golden shower
With an R I'm over your head like I’m on to the next
These b*t*hes is f**king me over and over again
-Over again
My homie thought that I was getting lazy
So tell em' to pay me
Cause my eyes been low since eleventh grade
Hella faded, went through plenty grains and different hazes that I would stick up blazing
But Miss Mary Jane is still my favourite
Back on my 47 sh*t
Already-
And I’m worried about my future ‘cause my past was intense
Now a guys careers buzzing, cuz they think he’s insects
Pair of mid class b*t*hes, have em c*mmin in sex
But they ours, sweet dreams, smoking sours, picking white
b*t*hes like flowers, gave Kelly a golden shower
With an R I'm over your head like I’m on to the next
These b*t*hes is f**king me over and over again
-Over again
My homie thought that I was getting lazy
So tell em' to pay me
Cause my eyes been low since eleventh grade
Hella faded, went through plenty grains and different hazes that I would stick up blazing
But Miss Mary Jane is still my favourite
Back on my 47 sh*t
Already-
