Broken is the name of my favorite door key
Been a couple years still sharing that room
Sweet times, turned out he to dorky
Brodie act the fool
Mom ignite the food, first I insert the key and then I code switch
Park my shoes next to the vans that I bruised up
From the time I couldn't lose trucks
The grip of my board to tuff, what?
I nailed switch my 180, yup
Mind that off a child
Yes I fell, but I'm proud
Throw up some checks that I've got
I've been drawing a lot
Still ain't enough to buy momma that surprise, I'm so sorry I forgot
Made me set off my mind in a spot
Ain't no man in this house, to crows handling things out
To slow for y'all I already crash-landed the coach
I like to snore things out
Turning the tv on, bip
Niggas, they sour about flics, roaming the streets they mind justice gone
Too dark in Paris put on my Gilet Jaune
Stevie Max - DORKEY Lyrics
Stevie Max - DORKEY Lyrics
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Broken is the name of my favorite door key
Been a couple years still sharing that room
Sweet times, turned out he to dorky
Brodie act the fool
Mom ignite the food, first I insert the key and then I code switch
Park my shoes next to the vans that I bruised up
From the time I couldn't lose trucks
The grip of my board to tuff, what?
I nailed switch my 180, yup
Mind that off a child
Yes I fell, but I'm proud
Throw up some checks that I've got
I've been drawing a lot
Still ain't enough to buy momma that surprise, I'm so sorry I forgot
Made me set off my mind in a spot
Ain't no man in this house, to crows handling things out
To slow for y'all I already crash-landed the coach
I like to snore things out
Turning the tv on, bip
Niggas, they sour about flics, roaming the streets they mind justice gone
Too dark in Paris put on my Gilet Jaune
Been a couple years still sharing that room
Sweet times, turned out he to dorky
Brodie act the fool
Mom ignite the food, first I insert the key and then I code switch
Park my shoes next to the vans that I bruised up
From the time I couldn't lose trucks
The grip of my board to tuff, what?
I nailed switch my 180, yup
Mind that off a child
Yes I fell, but I'm proud
Throw up some checks that I've got
I've been drawing a lot
Still ain't enough to buy momma that surprise, I'm so sorry I forgot
Made me set off my mind in a spot
Ain't no man in this house, to crows handling things out
To slow for y'all I already crash-landed the coach
I like to snore things out
Turning the tv on, bip
Niggas, they sour about flics, roaming the streets they mind justice gone
Too dark in Paris put on my Gilet Jaune
Writer: Steve Dossou-Gouin
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