Текст Quinn XCII – Our Style

My baby leave the light on
She never knows what I say
We always fight till it’s dawn
Make up the songs that I play

Started from the bottom like Ramona
Remember them old days I handed you my diploma
And now I’m feelin’ good we B-siding Coronas
My friends they keep on rapping while haters slide up their boners
Been bangin’ since ’92
Kindergarten to daydream
Tell me this shit go harder than somethin’ out of the mainstream
Tell me this shit go hotter than rollin’ up in a sauna
Believe we gone make it
That’s word back to my mamma
Like dayum when I be rappin I’m blacker than Obama
And dealin with more money, more money bring more drama
We sing it all like this

Baby I love the way you play my music all on the floor
(On the floor)
I tell you now girl what’s my secret, I just, I just got to know
(I just got to know)
We all wrong, in the long run

My baby leave the light on
She never knows what I say

Got some beef like you co-sign the deli
Lovin’ them happy days I go Fonzarelli
Told ya
Sun shinin’ out the front door, beamin’
Had a real good day, tryin’ to have one more
Dreamin’ ’bout opportunities
Flashin’ lights and cities of gold
Breast signin’ everyday them titties are old
The best signing all them records and comin’ alive
Fan told me I made it far never would blow it
Flyin’ to Europe and I can bet you never arrive
That’s how we feelin’
So check the records baby we open paychecks in the mail
My girl need those
375’s Spend it on new clothes
(New clothes)
We’d have a Levi
Smokin’ on that who knows
Free melody rides bangin’ in the pluto
So bump my shit with them two hoes
Singin’ it like this

My baby leave the light on
She never knows what I say
We always fight till its dawn
Make up the songs that I play
But that’s just our style and we know
My baby leave the light on
She never knows what I say
We always talk till it’s gone
Laugh long at things that she say
But that’s just our style and we know