Rasaq

Rasaq - It's The Color Change (La La La) lyrics

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[Rasaq: talking]

Uh, uh, uh



[Hook]

It's the color change

It's the color change

Yeah nigga

It's the color change

It's the color change

Uh

Excuse me miss, it's Rasaq

On the block, you should not

Look at the watch



[Verse One: Rasaq]

Ay, chrome swings pokin' out the side of the ride

I can see ya pupils pokin' out, the side of ya eye

Chicken heads open, inside of they thighs

They hypnotize, when they look in the shine

Don't, look at the time, you might get dizzy

And spend a night wit me, and be out by nine fifty

Poof, be gone by the sun rise quickly

I'm sometimes good, sometimes picky

I'm too grimy, but the diamonds is pretty

Check the grill in my mouth, the shine is silly

I'll, bline you really, in the blink of a eye

Get it?, blink of a eye, have you blinkin' ya eye

Put, bling in ya eye, have ya winkin' ya eye

Like some things in ya eye, but you can't figure why

No nigga, I got my grill fit for the sky

Look like a shooting star, when a nigga drive by

And I'm paid in full like that nigga mekhi Phiefer



[Hook]

It's the color change

It's the color change

Yeah nigga

It's the color change

It's the color change

Uh

Excuse me miss, it's Rasaq

On the block, you should not

Look at the watch



[Verse Two: Rasaq]

I have sinned, forgive me father

So gutter, got baptized in sewer water

And, I don't wanna be an argument starter

But we runnin' them street,s like some fluid joggers

Don't get ag, let it eat ya heart up

Just let it go down smooth, like some juice and vodka

But, who could conquer, this cocky monster

So much weight on the wrists, that my arms get stronger

Sorry ya honor, I must be guilty

A nigga so gutter, that my thoughts is filthy

I got a dirty mouth, I'm from the dirty south

A nigga ridin' dirty, when the wheels is turnin' out

I'm bout to show you, what we all about

Make fifty princess cuts, disapear in my mouth

Then I make ya good, disapear in my house

And she just like a car, the way I stear to the couch

If you hear squeekin, it's not a damn mouse



[Hook]

It's the color change

It's the color change

Yeah nigga

It's the color change

It's the color change

Uh

Excuse me miss, it's Rasaq

On the block, you should not

Look at the watch



[Verse Three: Rasaq]

Cut the shinanigans, niggaz know my plan

N same clips n cannons, flames pitches scrammin

Chains sound the same, but the assit is standin

Ya braud in my yay, yep she missin' in action

Trippin' n laughin, on her way to the six in the mansion

Slippin' n slabbin', off the tires missin' it's traction

She wishin' for action, I'm sick wit this mackin'

Make a physical attraction happen, while I'm layin' back n relaxin'

No action, ms jackson, to cover me tannin

N retirin' the sun in phoenix, like dannie mannon

Man we banish, like ham in a sandwich

Hand me ya hand, maybe ya hand in marraige

Lacin' wit carrots, and canary stones the same color as ya parents

Call me a can opener

If she built like a Coke bottle nigga, I bet I can't open her

Left hand pokin' her, other hand chokin' her

Right by the waist, call ya girl it ain't safe

The face on the watch, got so much refletion

When I look in it's direction, I can see my complexion

Got color changin' roc's, white blue and grey

Say, his spouse is homicital cuz ya wife blew my brains

Like a rifle bang, right through my cranium

Who's blamin' em, who fall back like the hemron stadium

It's not platinum, it's titanium

Who could hang wit em, ya brain is dumb

Ya can't become, me cuz ya lame n dumb

I'm out of this world, like a alien

Trunk pop up, n the neons wave at em

They just wave at em, mayne



Rasaq on the block baby
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