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Penni Blaque - Scrambled Eggs Lyrics



Penni Blaque - Scrambled Eggs Lyrics




My mind is scrambled eggs when I'm smokin' on a spliff
Might forget who I am, but I can't forget the zip
My inner thoughts are racing like a sports car
My mind stay silent for the most part
I got bank to spend and not a whole lot of friends
I stay eating pretty good at the sports bar
I been liking all the fame for the most part
Keep a nine on me like the coast guard
I drive a Royce now yea that's a ghost car
And if my boys on your block man aint gon be no close call
You feel me bitch?

Woah

Boy sit yo ass down
No one even knows what you're talking about
Quit holding your chest and quit runnin your mouth
You the only one freakin out in the whole house better calm down this is all a bad trip now
Okay come on, pull it together
But my mouth is full of cotton and my eyes are getting redder and I'm thinking maybe my heart is beating too fast, am I breathing kind of funny? Did I make somebody mad?

I'm feelin defeated I didn't even mean it, wasn't tryna be demeaning I just didn't think I needed to say that

I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip. bad trip

Guy's does... does anyone else... feel kind of weird, I dunno I think I'm having a bad trip or something

I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip. bad trip

*funky ass nose trumpet solo*
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My mind is scrambled eggs when I'm smokin' on a spliff
Might forget who I am, but I can't forget the zip
My inner thoughts are racing like a sports car
My mind stay silent for the most part
I got bank to spend and not a whole lot of friends
I stay eating pretty good at the sports bar
I been liking all the fame for the most part
Keep a nine on me like the coast guard
I drive a Royce now yea that's a ghost car
And if my boys on your block man aint gon be no close call
You feel me bitch?

Woah

Boy sit yo ass down
No one even knows what you're talking about
Quit holding your chest and quit runnin your mouth
You the only one freakin out in the whole house better calm down this is all a bad trip now
Okay come on, pull it together
But my mouth is full of cotton and my eyes are getting redder and I'm thinking maybe my heart is beating too fast, am I breathing kind of funny? Did I make somebody mad?

I'm feelin defeated I didn't even mean it, wasn't tryna be demeaning I just didn't think I needed to say that

I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip. bad trip

Guy's does... does anyone else... feel kind of weird, I dunno I think I'm having a bad trip or something

I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip, bad trip
I know that this is all a bad trip. bad trip

*funky ass nose trumpet solo*
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