Door Lyrics

HOLY SHIT ITS CHANNING TATUM

Nigga South Atlanta 

3 thou wit the hoes ion do the tantrums

Style on the flows so I find some answers

And my brotha cried out can we whip the phantom? (Can we whip the phantom?)

Nigga yes we can

Jus give me 5 years with the crest we can

Cause what the kids need nigga c'est le pain

C'est le pain

French for the cultured man (Mon Dieu)

Blink once if you want Ramois

Breathe twice if you love the boy

Make sure to think thrice when you call to toy

But whatever Ion care cause the choice is yours

But your choice was poor

That nigga on ya arm turn whores to chorus church singers

Don't ever linger

Don't ever linger

When I see ya

I see the reaper

I see the reaper so I

Just sleep

Just sleep only way I can't think

Just beats only way I can't sleep so

Guess I just sit and think

I think thoughts til I blow then it leads to speech

Now they come around here askin "how ya feelin?"

Ask again man I'm jumpin way outta the ceiling 

And I know some young niggas throw you outta the ceiling 

Throw salt all in yo wounds 

Crucify to these tunes

Baby lady can't see ya face cause I hate you more than you do

But I won't press it I rather jus play cool

But my dawg ask me is you cool?

So I told the truth

Cause I hate the dark and I sleep and it always leads to

Nightmare