Bleu Moon. Lyrics

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

What you looking for

Cause no one compares

The way I walk

The way I wearing my air

They want me gone

But I ain't going nowhere

I'm blowing vapors

Ain't fucking with

Them papers no more

I wanna stick my needle

Inside your vein

I ain't no joke

My nickname's Big Daddy Kane

Go ahead do you

Cause I'm staying in my lane

The sun's setting

On them blue rock

Drinking baby

Everyday is 420 in Southern California

Get that bag

Get that money

Wax that rover up

That's what I do

Sipping Ciroc with the blue cube

All up in YouTube

Look at my cool shoes

Wait a minute nigga's posing

Hold on nigga

Where them hoes at

Nigga been there, done that

Schwarzenegger, "I'll be right back"

Hotter than a jalapeno (hot)

Call me Stevie I don't see em'

Cause I'm up in the colosseum

You a snack and I'm a meal

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

Mocho choco lata yaya

You just sit back and relax

Imma take that ass higher

We making hits like

Every other weekend

I take that back

We make hits every weekend

We smoking weed and

Eating Popeyes chicken

Yolo that's the kinda

Life that I be living

All these dating ass niggas

On some jump down

Town around

Picking cotton ish

Why you looking at me funny

What you talking bout bitch

Yep your front teeth

Been missing

Bitch are you breathing

Or whistling

I ain't buying

What you're selling me

The smoke you been blowing

I ain't inhaling it

Let's face it

You really just jealous

You see me on TV with LA

I'm all up on LA

America hearing my story

Giving God all of the glory

While you hating

And don't even know me

Your ass is full of baloney

Beyonce, Rhemi, or Lauren

Just call me sexual child

Daddy be dropping them bars

Bippity boppity boo

Bippity boppity boo

I ain't got nothing to prove

This is private property move

And that's private property too

So basically you're just screwed nigga

Ain't no need to be rude nigga

Have a seat and be cool nigga

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon

I'll be sipping on a blue moon

With the blue cube

In a tube on a sexy Sunday afternoon