Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
Emi everyday ni mo wan be
A.k.a Mr. Bambe
A.k.a, ampere
GTA san andres
Everyday, propane
Everyday, gold chain
Everyday, codeine
Man everyday is just old train
Leaving out that profane
Beeping out
Seeking out that Gobe
With an ass like that old Jane
Everyday, linking
Hustle hard, kingpin
Go all the way no dipping
Sideways, no blinking
I spend, Casino
On a fine girl that me know
One girl, Filipino, Latino, albino
Picking up, cappuccino
On a first date, and she know
Watch that Tarantino, scarface Al-Pacino
Linking up, WiFi
Pick it up on my Hi-fi
Live it up, sci-fi
Giving up, my Hi-fi
I speak, with a Biro
Carving out, stylo
Mix it up high-low
Navigate, that Gyro
Gravitate, Cairo, Africa, my hydro
Live it up, never die though
Excuse me, that typo
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
Yeah I patronise, never lie though
Too much heat, I lie low
Don't think I'm done for the night though
Get the Aeroplane, and fly slow
Birthday, let's celebrate
Three, two, one, levitate
To of the roof elevate
Hands up, gravitate
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
Too much heat when I leave that rocket
All the fine girls wanna pick my pocket
All the mad dough wanna leak like bucket
Got the mad flow when I beat I drop it
I'm your pusher man, that remedy
Blow you mind, Kennedy
Gin & juice, with Hennessy
From the Tennessee, damn heresy
Too much heat on the beat I'm pumping
Got a fast car when I leave I lock it
Got a mad flow when I beat I drop it
Got a cash flow when I seed that chronic
I'm your preacher man, that heresy
Blow your mind, that LSD
E.V.E, on ma genesis
I'm a nemesis, damn fantasy
Too much heat when I feel that tropic
On a mad trip when see like scopic
All the mad tins wanna speed like sonic
Got a mad peak when I lit that chronic
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
b-shittu - Old Train Lyrics
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English
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
Emi everyday ni mo wan be
A.k.a Mr. Bambe
A.k.a, ampere
GTA san andres
Everyday, propane
Everyday, gold chain
Everyday, codeine
Man everyday is just old train
Leaving out that profane
Beeping out
Seeking out that Gobe
With an ass like that old Jane
Everyday, linking
Hustle hard, kingpin
Go all the way no dipping
Sideways, no blinking
I spend, Casino
On a fine girl that me know
One girl, Filipino, Latino, albino
Picking up, cappuccino
On a first date, and she know
Watch that Tarantino, scarface Al-Pacino
Linking up, WiFi
Pick it up on my Hi-fi
Live it up, sci-fi
Giving up, my Hi-fi
I speak, with a Biro
Carving out, stylo
Mix it up high-low
Navigate, that Gyro
Gravitate, Cairo, Africa, my hydro
Live it up, never die though
Excuse me, that typo
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
Yeah I patronise, never lie though
Too much heat, I lie low
Don't think I'm done for the night though
Get the Aeroplane, and fly slow
Birthday, let's celebrate
Three, two, one, levitate
To of the roof elevate
Hands up, gravitate
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
Too much heat when I leave that rocket
All the fine girls wanna pick my pocket
All the mad dough wanna leak like bucket
Got the mad flow when I beat I drop it
I'm your pusher man, that remedy
Blow you mind, Kennedy
Gin & juice, with Hennessy
From the Tennessee, damn heresy
Too much heat on the beat I'm pumping
Got a fast car when I leave I lock it
Got a mad flow when I beat I drop it
Got a cash flow when I seed that chronic
I'm your preacher man, that heresy
Blow your mind, that LSD
E.V.E, on ma genesis
I'm a nemesis, damn fantasy
Too much heat when I feel that tropic
On a mad trip when see like scopic
All the mad tins wanna speed like sonic
Got a mad peak when I lit that chronic
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
Emi everyday ni mo wan be
A.k.a Mr. Bambe
A.k.a, ampere
GTA san andres
Everyday, propane
Everyday, gold chain
Everyday, codeine
Man everyday is just old train
Leaving out that profane
Beeping out
Seeking out that Gobe
With an ass like that old Jane
Everyday, linking
Hustle hard, kingpin
Go all the way no dipping
Sideways, no blinking
I spend, Casino
On a fine girl that me know
One girl, Filipino, Latino, albino
Picking up, cappuccino
On a first date, and she know
Watch that Tarantino, scarface Al-Pacino
Linking up, WiFi
Pick it up on my Hi-fi
Live it up, sci-fi
Giving up, my Hi-fi
I speak, with a Biro
Carving out, stylo
Mix it up high-low
Navigate, that Gyro
Gravitate, Cairo, Africa, my hydro
Live it up, never die though
Excuse me, that typo
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
Yeah I patronise, never lie though
Too much heat, I lie low
Don't think I'm done for the night though
Get the Aeroplane, and fly slow
Birthday, let's celebrate
Three, two, one, levitate
To of the roof elevate
Hands up, gravitate
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
Too much heat when I leave that rocket
All the fine girls wanna pick my pocket
All the mad dough wanna leak like bucket
Got the mad flow when I beat I drop it
I'm your pusher man, that remedy
Blow you mind, Kennedy
Gin & juice, with Hennessy
From the Tennessee, damn heresy
Too much heat on the beat I'm pumping
Got a fast car when I leave I lock it
Got a mad flow when I beat I drop it
Got a cash flow when I seed that chronic
I'm your preacher man, that heresy
Blow your mind, that LSD
E.V.E, on ma genesis
I'm a nemesis, damn fantasy
Too much heat when I feel that tropic
On a mad trip when see like scopic
All the mad tins wanna speed like sonic
Got a mad peak when I lit that chronic
What exactly are you thinking
Let me begin to ease your mind
Ooooh yeah
I want to feel ya
I want to hold ya
I want to know ya
I want to hold ya
Writer: Ben S
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid