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Tyrone Cobham - Absurd Lyrics



Tyrone Cobham - Absurd Lyrics




Mmm yeah
Yeah
Mmm yeah yeah (Ay Ay)
Yeah
Um
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
It is your Friendly Neighborhood Black Guy back yet again to deliver you another daily Dose of your ignorant shit for today

Um
I pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)

I don't wanna be the one
Kill shit, make a nigga wanna run
I don't really wanna be the key
Lock that baby do it for the team
She just wanna make top two, top three, but that's only what I heard (Ugh)
Nigga, why you lookin' scared (Yep)
'Cause your wifey in the herd (Yep)
Got you lookin' so perturbed (Ugh)
I ain't really wanna do it (Ugh)
I'm just really such a shoe in (Ugh)
Stuck to killin', bring some glue in
Got a simple minded, kill a nigga, knack for givin' heart attacks in a plastic bag, drifting through the wind
Katy Perry shit
Who them niggas is
I don't give a shit
I don't give a f*ck
Tell a nigga duck if I'm comin' through
Big brother, too
Name is Tommy though
Givin' all the holes to your favorite clothes (Deal)
I ain't really got the cleanest hands
I'm scrubadub dubbin' hoes with the bleaches man
I'm tinder right swipin' if I see a ten year plan
I need a queen that got a business and some millions (Facts)
I don't really wanna see a nigga if he ain't talkin' bout a dollar, sir
I just need the money, not the power, sir
I'm just spittin' bars of gold
Turn 'em into flowers
Your favorite bitch asked for roses so I gave em all to her
But I got me a check (Ugh)
Man I need a nike deal (Ugh)
And I'm coming at your neck (Ugh)
Tell me just how it feel
I wrapped the game up in a used condom
After bustin' all inside its momma
Give a f*ck bout a rollie, a automa
I just want rappers to understand I got this rap shit inside an arm bar
Giving dick to all of your ear drums
Best believe you hear every bar ma
For real
Absurd

Well, ladies and gentlemen, um this is just absurd in every way possible
Uh, Friendly Neighborhood Black Guy out
Um

I pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)
Pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)
Absurd
Yes, sir
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English

Mmm yeah
Yeah
Mmm yeah yeah (Ay Ay)
Yeah
Um
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
It is your Friendly Neighborhood Black Guy back yet again to deliver you another daily Dose of your ignorant shit for today

Um
I pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)

I don't wanna be the one
Kill shit, make a nigga wanna run
I don't really wanna be the key
Lock that baby do it for the team
She just wanna make top two, top three, but that's only what I heard (Ugh)
Nigga, why you lookin' scared (Yep)
'Cause your wifey in the herd (Yep)
Got you lookin' so perturbed (Ugh)
I ain't really wanna do it (Ugh)
I'm just really such a shoe in (Ugh)
Stuck to killin', bring some glue in
Got a simple minded, kill a nigga, knack for givin' heart attacks in a plastic bag, drifting through the wind
Katy Perry shit
Who them niggas is
I don't give a shit
I don't give a f*ck
Tell a nigga duck if I'm comin' through
Big brother, too
Name is Tommy though
Givin' all the holes to your favorite clothes (Deal)
I ain't really got the cleanest hands
I'm scrubadub dubbin' hoes with the bleaches man
I'm tinder right swipin' if I see a ten year plan
I need a queen that got a business and some millions (Facts)
I don't really wanna see a nigga if he ain't talkin' bout a dollar, sir
I just need the money, not the power, sir
I'm just spittin' bars of gold
Turn 'em into flowers
Your favorite bitch asked for roses so I gave em all to her
But I got me a check (Ugh)
Man I need a nike deal (Ugh)
And I'm coming at your neck (Ugh)
Tell me just how it feel
I wrapped the game up in a used condom
After bustin' all inside its momma
Give a f*ck bout a rollie, a automa
I just want rappers to understand I got this rap shit inside an arm bar
Giving dick to all of your ear drums
Best believe you hear every bar ma
For real
Absurd

Well, ladies and gentlemen, um this is just absurd in every way possible
Uh, Friendly Neighborhood Black Guy out
Um

I pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)
Pull up in the vette like, left side
I just wanna rest like, bedside
Strollin' through the west side west side
Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, a cold ass dog wow (She)
I ain't really know that that
That she was gonna throw that that
Like Thursday with the throwback (Uh)
Big facts
And she from the East side East side (She)
Absurd
Yes, sir
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Writer: Tyrone Burley-Cobham
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Performed By: Tyrone Cobham
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Tyrone Burley-Cobham

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