Lirik Lagu Okay - St. Lunatics
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(Ali)St. Lunatics and we here now, we never give upSwallowin Cris' 'til we spit up, put your shit up 'cause nowWe navigatin, wood grain, hood slang, collaboratinGod over satan, no debatin, so I'm celebratinThis new life, off the block buyin stockDivin off the dock in Bangkok, I used to slang rockAnd it was so hard, but now the wallet sport a gold cardBitches goin nuts when the rims hit the boulevardHustle hard, the whole inside glowinFrom the T.V.s, diamonds went from hard to see to 3-dDouble VD, bubble Lex with the CDPuffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the slope and skiDC to France, finance is too advancedWit' plans to 'cause a trance, money stands yellin "romance!"I never stop comin, gunnin, runnin and sunninWith Cuda spinnin them hun'neds on hun'neds spinnin and blunted
(Chorus - Ali) 2xI'm like okaaaay, niggas brought they cars outThick broads out, all the stars outWe ain't been here two minutes, mami already yellin"What a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"
(Murphy Lee)Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still ghettoFloat St. Louis, fake insurance, with no petroNuts are heavy, Teddy Peddy tell 'em to let go'Tics are ready, Kevin Law tell 'em I said soI let go, sixteen out of sixty-fourAnd the forty-eight bars left'll have you keekin for mo'Women be like "who do y'all think y'all are?"I'm Mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far from a star'Cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon' comeOne out of five reasons why they hatin on usTracks is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on upAnd my shows is robbery style, they givin it upI'm like a Michael Jackson concert, a milli' and upAnd these haters are like a comedy, be buggin me upThey women treat me like cows, they be pullin my stuffAnd to get that up outta me more, they be suckin me off
(Chorus)
(Kyjuan)Now you know Mo, I stay equipped with a zipAnd the soles of my Air Force One's on e'ry tripAnd on e'ry whip I choose those D's to roll(What them niggas 'round the corner gon' start shit for?)When they know, oh, he keep a stash in the Nav'Pop a half and take out your Ave. on my behalfMy whole staff love to laugh and count the moneyOn the couch, hands in our pants like Al BundyI love smoke ganjä, Monday to MondayAnd e'ry other day a nigga fuckin with gun playIt's ok, since all the dogs outAll my broads out, gon' and bought the bar outAnd we rollin, Henny holdin and blunt rollinMoney foldin, been in more rings than Hulk HoganIt's official, Nelly Hummer clean as a whistleYou boys signed to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug thizzle
(Chorus)
I'm like okaaaay
(Chorus - Ali) 2xI'm like okaaaay, niggas brought they cars outThick broads out, all the stars outWe ain't been here two minutes, mami already yellin"What a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"
(Murphy Lee)Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still ghettoFloat St. Louis, fake insurance, with no petroNuts are heavy, Teddy Peddy tell 'em to let go'Tics are ready, Kevin Law tell 'em I said soI let go, sixteen out of sixty-fourAnd the forty-eight bars left'll have you keekin for mo'Women be like "who do y'all think y'all are?"I'm Mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far from a star'Cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon' comeOne out of five reasons why they hatin on usTracks is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on upAnd my shows is robbery style, they givin it upI'm like a Michael Jackson concert, a milli' and upAnd these haters are like a comedy, be buggin me upThey women treat me like cows, they be pullin my stuffAnd to get that up outta me more, they be suckin me off
(Chorus)
(Kyjuan)Now you know Mo, I stay equipped with a zipAnd the soles of my Air Force One's on e'ry tripAnd on e'ry whip I choose those D's to roll(What them niggas 'round the corner gon' start shit for?)When they know, oh, he keep a stash in the Nav'Pop a half and take out your Ave. on my behalfMy whole staff love to laugh and count the moneyOn the couch, hands in our pants like Al BundyI love smoke ganjä, Monday to MondayAnd e'ry other day a nigga fuckin with gun playIt's ok, since all the dogs outAll my broads out, gon' and bought the bar outAnd we rollin, Henny holdin and blunt rollinMoney foldin, been in more rings than Hulk HoganIt's official, Nelly Hummer clean as a whistleYou boys signed to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug thizzle
(Chorus)
I'm like okaaaay
