COCONOT - 유하 (Youha)

Taking all my dreams I gained fame, multivision Taking all my dreams I gained fame, motivation Taking all my dreams I gained fame, multivision Taking all my dreams I gained fame, motivation Step up, step up, get up more Step up, I'll lift you up-up-up Wake up, wake up, get up more Wake up, I'll bring you up-up-up Umm, no I said felt like don't wanna say Won't tell you more I won't lie Let's make you elevate Throw it away, take it away Throw it away, take it away They must believe ya And I'm here for your pain Make up-up While I get stuff-stuff No doubt-doubt Gather here to pray down Tell her-her Drawing up your heart-heart No doubt-doubt Gather here to pray down Hey, bitches Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, God's starving Do you wanna diss on us? Why are you killing trust? Why you acting real But be like you don't fuck with us? Going down a hundred roads Taking hits and stacking dough Falling deeper down the hole Life is getting kinda rough Yeah, wanna drop it Like the rising sun I will make you better Like a steady son I will keep you looking I'ma drop that sun, son Ain't no turning back The race has just begun We're going turbo Forever lovers Bigger plans I got you standing under shadows Thick of it, silence Isn't it special? I know Sleep, deep sleep Body, let go Make up-up While I get stuff-stuff No doubt-doubt Gather here to pray down Tell her-her Drawing up your heart-heart No doubt-doubt Gather here to pray down Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, God's starving Swimming with the fins, with the fins, yeah Spending all my wins, all my wins, yeah Let me get a taste on a starry night Motor running, feeling every sound So fuckin' get right Get what I want Yeah, what I want Rumble the earth Ramble with the sun It's alive I got ice in the dice Every night, oh my God We stay high-high Popping like the bass Eager heights Talking so loud-loud Barking like a bow-wow Shut up when I say Hey you, hey you See you What's your reason for that loud mouth? Plug me through a double key And that's right-right Just hold on tight I'll go wee-oh da-da Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harris got sliced Blood's sweet like coconut Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, mandarin Harry's picky-pickle Like mandarin, God's starving Boy, I'm gonna make him mine I'm gonna make him mine Boy, I'm gonna make him mine I'm gonna make him mine Tell 'em, boy I'm gonna make him mine I'm gonna make him mine Boy, I'm gonna make him mine Blue jeans, white Supreme Baby, that's what I need No-no-no weed, LSD Your love is cocaine E.T., connect with me Electronic sex machine Get the fuck up Get the fuck up Straight up, roll up Pour up, eyes up And open spaces Let the stories spill out Straight up, roll up Pour up, eyes up And open spaces This is our vision

------ Source: genie Romanised by JHnimm