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TREETOPS! Video (MV)




Performed By: Stanza
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Nathaniel Adams
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Stanza - TREETOPS! Lyrics
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Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, mhmm
It's that
Time of the day
Again
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
Bald men
Let your hair down
This your chance
I get funny and
I do a little
Twisty dance
Come and join then?
If you're
Already cut
Then it's not hard
I'm f*cked up
For 40 bucks drink
And a 50 bud
We get
Pretty frickin silly
But we're never
Unstuck
Might not even notice
That this f*cking
Cunt's cut
Control the vibe
Like my dick
Controls
A dumb slut
Stick it in
Her bum
Because her
Front's shut
Ooh
All the trash
You carry
Brother
You're a dump truck
I'm not
The kinda guy
Reliant
On my dumb luck
I'm always high
But then I vibe
When I become
Drunk
Come on then
Girl
Let's go
And light one up
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
It's not one
Or the other
Brother
We hitting them
Both
Both
Oath
And I'm feeling
Buggered
Brother
But pack me
A cone
I'm good to go
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
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English

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, mhmm
It's that
Time of the day
Again
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
Bald men
Let your hair down
This your chance
I get funny and
I do a little
Twisty dance
Come and join then?
If you're
Already cut
Then it's not hard
I'm f*cked up
For 40 bucks drink
And a 50 bud
We get
Pretty frickin silly
But we're never
Unstuck
Might not even notice
That this f*cking
Cunt's cut
Control the vibe
Like my dick
Controls
A dumb slut
Stick it in
Her bum
Because her
Front's shut
Ooh
All the trash
You carry
Brother
You're a dump truck
I'm not
The kinda guy
Reliant
On my dumb luck
I'm always high
But then I vibe
When I become
Drunk
Come on then
Girl
Let's go
And light one up
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
It's not one
Or the other
Brother
We hitting them
Both
Both
Oath
And I'm feeling
Buggered
Brother
But pack me
A cone
I'm good to go
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next?
My top off
Got the breeze
On my chest
Shit I feel alright
Aye
What's the problem
Brother?
We don't stress
Forget about it
A G to the head
Take a shot
Blow the weed
What's next
Three in the bed
They be topless
Yeah I feel alright
Aye
Gonna drink it
Til there's
Three drops left
Then we climb
To the treetops
Blessed
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Writer: Nathaniel Adams
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