koolkidmaker19 - bliss of vacation
she sing to me softy while the channel playing this that 1950 to the 1980s grab a grill or a smoker and get to digging high school to college we repping for da kids She sing to me softly, vibe like a classic, Channel flipping, 1950s, feelin' fantastic, From doo-wop to hip-hop, history in the mix, Grab a grill, light it up, yeah, we cooking up tricks. High school dreams, now we stepping to the stage, College life, rebel heart, breaking outta the cage, We repping for the kids, got that fire in our soul, No limits on this ride, we just aiming for the goal. Late nights, city lights, yeah, we living it right, From the struggle to the hustle, we gon’ shine so bright, Old school beats, with a new school twist, Da Baby in the booth, can't resist this bliss. Rhymes sharp like a blade, cutting through the noise, Rebellious spirit rising, we the real McCoys, Echoes of the past, but the future's in our hands, So we stand tall, united, making our own plans she sing to me softy while the channel playing this that 1950 to the 1980s grab a grill or a smoker and get to digging high school to college we repping for da kids
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she sing to me softy while the channel playing this that 1950 to the 1980s grab a grill or a smoker and get to digging high school to college we repping for da kids She sing to me softly, vibe like a classic, Channel flipping, 1950s, feelin' fantastic, From doo-wop to hip-hop, history in the mix, Grab a grill, light it up, yeah, we cooking up tricks. High school dreams, now we stepping to the stage, College life, rebel heart, breaking outta the cage, We repping for the kids, got that fire in our soul, No limits on this ride, we just aiming for the goal. Late nights, city lights, yeah, we living it right, From the struggle to the hustle, we gon’ shine so bright, Old school beats, with a new school twist, Da Baby in the booth, can't resist this bliss. Rhymes sharp like a blade, cutting through the noise, Rebellious spirit rising, we the real McCoys, Echoes of the past, but the future's in our hands, So we stand tall, united, making our own plans she sing to me softy while the channel playing this that 1950 to the 1980s grab a grill or a smoker and get to digging high school to college we repping for da kids