Yoko Chanel - glitterboy gangsta Lyrics

Coolin' in class
Thinking damn Aretha too
Who next to go?
Me and you?
Life ain't been the same
Since Prince let it rain
Chucc the deuce on everything
Now doves cry on you
Purple haze, life's a daze
Yea death's confused
Stairway to heaven
Took a lift, fucc the rules
Got stucc tryna
Breeze on through, kill
Water come in get dirt off my shoes
Muddy sole, garden grow
Where I walk peep the hues
Red ,orange, yellow, bleu
Green, emerald, peridot pews
Sit tight and pray to ultraviolet views
High life, sun shines bright
Look how he smiles at you
Make light of life
When know one's eyeing you
Ok
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all the pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need hugs
Sensitive thugs
We all need love, yea, yea
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
Shoot at these
Wellin ass wankstas
All the glitter ain't gold, yea
Let all the pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need
Back to being lonely again
50k a year and still no friends
Wish you were here
At least within ear
Got shit on my mind
Let's hit the track when I get back
Let it run all day like thumbs inna rack, yea
I ain't going back, schools for fools
Rich kids who live life with no rules
Virgins and tools who want to be used
Fucc em Fucc em Fucc em
Fucc em dawg
They think I'm a dummy
Lil do they know I'm up to something
Walk into class smell like an onion
Took a xan still aced that final
Missed 3 weeks, still hit that shot
Like I'm Michael
Swish (Swish) Swish (Swish)
I do not miss
How many classes I kick?
How many hits did you make when you dip?
How many niggas done copy your fit?
We had p's and we served by the zip
Y'all had steez and we had drip
Helmut Tee's and Margiela seams
Y'all was press for Amiri jeans
Yeahhhh
(We had the beam up Kilgore going crazy)
We had that Margie and Rickie, yeah
We had that Margie and Rickie, yeah, yeah
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all that pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need hugs
Sensitive thugs
We all need love
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
Shoot at these
Wellin ass wankstas
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all that pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need...

Coolin' in class
Thinking damn Aretha too
Who next to go?
Me and you?
Life ain't been the same
Since Prince let it rain
Chucc the deuce on everything
Now doves cry on you
Purple haze, life's a daze
Yea death's confused
Stairway to heaven
Took a lift, fucc the rules
Got stucc tryna
Breeze on through, kill
Water come in get dirt off my shoes
Muddy sole, garden grow
Where I walk peep the hues
Red ,orange, yellow, bleu
Green, emerald, peridot pews
Sit tight and pray to ultraviolet views
High life, sun shines bright
Look how he smiles at you
Make light of life
When know one's eyeing you
Ok
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all the pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need hugs
Sensitive thugs
We all need love, yea, yea
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
Shoot at these
Wellin ass wankstas
All the glitter ain't gold, yea
Let all the pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need
Back to being lonely again
50k a year and still no friends
Wish you were here
At least within ear
Got shit on my mind
Let's hit the track when I get back
Let it run all day like thumbs inna rack, yea
I ain't going back, schools for fools
Rich kids who live life with no rules
Virgins and tools who want to be used
Fucc em Fucc em Fucc em
Fucc em dawg
They think I'm a dummy
Lil do they know I'm up to something
Walk into class smell like an onion
Took a xan still aced that final
Missed 3 weeks, still hit that shot
Like I'm Michael
Swish (Swish) Swish (Swish)
I do not miss
How many classes I kick?
How many hits did you make when you dip?
How many niggas done copy your fit?
We had p's and we served by the zip
Y'all had steez and we had drip
Helmut Tee's and Margiela seams
Y'all was press for Amiri jeans
Yeahhhh
(We had the beam up Kilgore going crazy)
We had that Margie and Rickie, yeah
We had that Margie and Rickie, yeah, yeah
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all that pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need hugs
Sensitive thugs
We all need love
Glitter boy
Glitter boy
Glitter boy gangsta
Shoot to shine
Shoot to shine
I'm releasing anger
Shoot at these
Wellin ass wankstas
All the glitter ain't gold
Let all that pain go
Sensitive thugs
We all need...