Groovy Tea

verse 1
yo im feeling reborn
when the beat on
still killing these track songs
so gone by the rip of a bong
its so strong
got me feeling like im floating
in the sky with a cape on
lets get gone
So long
sorry gurl I dont chase huns
I just raise them beer funds
and out rap these niggas
that think they gettin on
keep calm & chive on
Shotgun
for the ride that we riding on
that funk town drift sonn
I know that gurl want a lift son
Then I Get Sum & mo sum
whille sippin mimosa
betta use that coasta
no brag or boasta
but this shit will make yo bitch
get lower
closer
like she suppose ta
joe be that
lucky left clova
taking shit ova
mashing the gas
& running em over
taking the cash
gettin less sober
mixing the words
& gettin more doper
burning the herbs
and frying his circuits
chuggin a brew
and runnin this circus
Ha
Tell me who can do this
this lyrical music
I got that tool kit
that roll back and spit out
them red hadukens
that hurricane kicks shit
we gotta keep these records spinning
we winning
these samples keep me grinning lol

hook
But she love it, but she love it tho
but she love it, but she love it tho

but they love it, but they love it tho
yo she love it
yo i know they love it

But she love it, but she love it tho
but she love it, but she love it tho

but they love it, but they love it tho
yo she love it
yo i know they love it

Ima Get it ima get it (x4)

I got it(x3)

verse 2
I want it all
we stand tall
need plaques in the fame hall
let the panties of a dame fall
shadow box with a beat
till the towel thrown
this young man is so grown
so cold
got the game on lock
in a choke hold
this shit wont stop
no time on the clock
so you might as well
just get throwed
mo shots
rambo
mo bottles
ammo
let cha mind just scramble
mo bets no gamble
how many gurls this van holds
tryn to see where the night goes
stay fit with the fresh clothes
kick back wit a hell of hoes
Blow Os of the best dro
& crushs foes with the best flow
See Joe
Them Fans they want mo
so I be uppin the dosage
kicking em mo shit
vibing to beats
& flippin the motion
sippin the dopeness
passin the potion
Giving her Dick
and waving her ocean
bust on her chest
she rubb it like lotion
neighbors complaining
whats the commotion
see I dont think they notice
this winter solctise
I spit that cold shit
then cough that flu spit
thru music
I gots to doo's it
I am the truest
you cant compute this
A.C.O produced it

hook
But she love it, but she love it tho
but she love it, but she love it tho

but they love it, but they love it tho
yo she love it
yo i know they love it

But she love it, but she love it tho
but she love it, but she love it tho

but they love it, but they love it tho
yo she love it
yo i know they love it

Ima Get it ima get it (x4)

I got it(x3)