Diddy Bop - Noname[美]
I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
I'm ready I'm ready
This sound like Mississippi sippy cup
daddy turn bibby up
Henny invented the catalyst for happiness in my cup
This sound like kiddies on the playground
when mama was running up
Ooooooh you about to get your ass beat
This sound like niggas complaining
when their bitches like Raz-B
B2K in the stereo we juke in the back seat
Or juke in the basement in love with my KSWISS's
This feel like jumping in a pool
and I'm knowing I can't swim
Ooooooh you about to get your ass beat
For stealing that twenty dollars like
"baby just ask me"
Mama say she love love loved us
When the lights was off we had to stay with cousins
Granny at the BBQ with petty ass husband
Summertime city life Chi-town my town my town
After school matters like I'm needing
that stipend right now
Kennicott parking lot got
caught with the blunt like "wow wow"
Run run run mama say come home
before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch
in my new FUBU and my A1's too
Watching my happy block
my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket dreaming bout making my hood glow
This sound like every place I would go if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close still chasing time
And I am not a star
I am a meteor on a crash
course towards Earth across the cosmos
Versus Perseus to the father
Of his birth to tell the truth that I'm his real son
Get blocked I'ma build one
Get blocked I'ma build two
Hope that you see it's a staircase
Still pray for a fair day where they give a fair race to the [?]
And the dogons and the eses and the fair faced
Keith Ape tryna pill paint
Rainbows with a pink blue and a sea foam type of green hue
Make a clear space
Stop overreacting
it's past my curfew I'm out after 6
Happily making my accident
Mama gon' whoop on my ass again
Pray that I'm making my way before 8
and I might have to sneak in the back again
Hope that Memorial traffickin'
Hope that she stopping for gas again
Girl I just want to relax again
Pray you gon' bring that shit back again
Pray you gon' bring that shit back again
I know
Run run run mama say come home
before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch
in my new FUBU and my A1's too
Watching my happy block
my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket
dreaming bout making my hood grow
This sound like every place I would go if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close
still chasing time
Watching my happy block
my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
Watching my happy watching my happy ooh ooh
Watching my happy block
my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop