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01 - Elijah Flowers - LA LA LA

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[00:05.71] Been making hits so damn easy

[00:07.92] Got me singin’ like “la la la.”

[00:10.40] And we took a trip just for the weekend

[00:12.88] Got her screaming like “please don’t stop.”

[00:15.09] Got depth like I’m falling off the deep end, yeah

[00:18.14] But I still make pop

[00:20.05] The competition makes me so sleepy; what

[00:22.82] But I never nod off

[00:24.73] Take the top off, I’m like Tupac, Drizzy, and Gaga

[00:28.06] Beatin’ on my chest like “Ra Ra,”

[00:29.98] Gettin’ faded on this LA night like nah nah; that’s a fact

[00:34.46] And I flow like I’m never comin’ back

[00:36.37] Meet me down the road; we could walk around and laugh

[00:38.86] Far away from home but I’m comfy on the map

[00:41.06] Started on the phonе, now I’m running her bath

[00:43.83] Yeah, music is therapy. Got voicеs in my head; tell her I would get rich as fuck

[00:48.86] If she would take care of me

[00:50.79] Guess we had a bargain apparently

[00:53.55] Got blessed with good looks, dope hooks, diesel

[00:56.61] It’s okay you could stare at me

[00:58.24] She can write books, big tits, nice lips. Girl, [sucks teeth] go ahead and marry me

[01:03.02] Been makin’ hits so damn easy, got me singing like “la la la.”

[01:08.07] And we took a trip just for the weekend. Got her screamin’ like “please don’t stop.”

[01:12.83] Got depth like I’m fallin’ off the deep end, yeah, but I still make pop

[01:17.59] The competition makes me so sleepy, what, but I never nod off

[01:22.36] I could turn up the heat

[01:23.70] When I’m goin’ half speed, I’m still better than these rappers that I never wanna meet

[01:27.34] Yeah, bars went outta style, but I’m brinin' them back like JT

[01:31.82] But this one so care free. I’m warmin’ up like “do re mi.”

[01:36.59] Bang her on the low, then we goin’ out to eat

[01:38.80] Love her head to toes, so I’m rubbin’ on her feet

[01:41.56] Halloween, baby, but I don’t got a sweet tooth; you can keep the treats

[01:46.33] Here’s money for the tickets; you could pick the show, ay; you can pick the seats

[01:51.38] Golden warrior, but I’m from the East

[01:53.58] Don’t go to Florida but I bring the heat

[01:55.78] I’m warm enough; I could really use a breeze

[01:58.27] Would have showed up but we goin’ overseas

[02:00.76] Been makin’ hits so damn easy;

[02:03.25] Got me singin’ like “la la la.”

[02:05.73] And we took a trip just for the week, yeah

[02:07.93] Got her screamin’ like "please don’t stop."

[02:10.42] Got depth like I’m fallin’ off the deep end, yeah

[02:13.19] But I still make pop

[02:15.11] The competition makes me so sleepy, what, but I never nod off