Kimono Dragon ft. Juan Holladay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Just let this music get inside
No matter what my can find you
Just where you are no need to change
You already know just what to do
Syllable flow like holy water
Nobody knows this sacred thunder
Just where you are, no need to change
You already know just what to do
Sipping up the Indica & spinning the altimeter
Til I'm shouting "Man Down! Surround the perimeter"
Off the medical herb just to settle my nerves
L-Couch, Stretched out, sippin special reserve
My groove is caterpillar feet when I set it to word
Oh brother keep it butter like leathers and furs
Ball point set flame, the pen game is monstrous
My portraits get endorsements from the Horsemen of Apocalypse
Your boy is way out couldn't catch me with a rocket ship
The MC that you rocking with is Gretzky with a Hockey stick
My old school scholarship, I shot the gift on floppy disk
You wanna find me bitch? You know who I'm prolly with
Gus Cutty, we go back like Pause tapes
Making cash elongate & stash it in the crawl space
Sinkin in this drink and clouds of Smoke is overhanging
Stuck on chill mode in silk robes, the Kimono Dragon
Just let this music get inside
No matter what my can find you
Just where you are no need to change
You already know just what to do
Syllable flow like holy water
Nobody knows this sacred thunder
Just where you are, no need to change
You already know just what to do
Just a creature of leisure with a senior's demeanor
Mean as a geezer, put the squeeze on the reefer
Peeling chicas off voice alone, tripping off that poison toad
Draped in a cloud of purple like a Crown Royal robe
Adorned in the finest vestments, be sure that my time is precious
So this velour couture is more than a wise investment
A dreamboat banking off cheat codes & Franklins
Japanese robes down to the ground, Kimono dragging
Just let this music get inside
No matter what my can find you
Just where you are no need to change
You already know just what to do
Syllable flow like holy water
Nobody knows this sacred thunder
Just where you are, no need to change
You already know just what to do
Gentleman Loafer counting bread on the sofa
Slinger/songwriter slash Record Promoter
Bandit trying to run the gamut it ain't hard to understand it
Just prefer my knuckle sandwich Stuffed with cabbage rubber banded
Far from famous but armed & dangerous heavy a a heart attack
Deadliest catch loookin for heavier checks to autograph
Just a pocket Quarterback, secure the bag and Keep it banging
The Evil Note Lab, fire breathing Kimono Dragon
