Shiraz
Yeki bood yeki nabood
Zireh ghombadeh kabood
Ghair az khodam hichki nabood
Welcome
Gather 'round,
Spark your coals and light your bowls up
You feel that? Listen
Shiraz on her tongue from the fifth in my cup (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue she's the smoke in my lungs (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue, I'm Ahura's only son (Son)
My poetry the silk of an Abadani rug
Underneath my feet, it reminds me where I'm from
Picture the shah en shah smoking a blunt
When she cums, she'll be cumming
The .38 Eros pointed on me (Bang)
Shiraz on her tongue tastes stunning
Lipstick still on the barrel of the gun and
As shе press it to her head I'm stеady thinking bout her fucking
Baby what's up I'm the shah en shah
Premiere place, pas de duex, bitch I stand on guard
Norman McLaren with the flows bitch I'm Avant-grade
I hope to see your face again before we both meet god, yeah
(Father forgive me for I'm lit)
*Click*
Shiraz on her tongue from the fifth in my cup (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue (Burn) she's the smoke in my lungs(Burn)
Yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Baby come ride, baby come ride, baby come ride, baby come ride
Back to the front, I got you on drive
Back to the front yeah I got you on drive
Baby come ride
I said "baby come ride"
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Baby come ride until I'm numb
I said "baby come ride until I'm numb"
See it all started on a night like any other night
Another party amongst parties (Afta)
Little did I know that, that long and winding road
Would lead me to her
She would lead me here
Yeah
Zireh ghombadeh kabood
Ghair az khodam hichki nabood
Welcome
Gather 'round,
Spark your coals and light your bowls up
You feel that? Listen
Shiraz on her tongue from the fifth in my cup (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue she's the smoke in my lungs (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue, I'm Ahura's only son (Son)
My poetry the silk of an Abadani rug
Underneath my feet, it reminds me where I'm from
Picture the shah en shah smoking a blunt
When she cums, she'll be cumming
The .38 Eros pointed on me (Bang)
Shiraz on her tongue tastes stunning
Lipstick still on the barrel of the gun and
As shе press it to her head I'm stеady thinking bout her fucking
Baby what's up I'm the shah en shah
Premiere place, pas de duex, bitch I stand on guard
Norman McLaren with the flows bitch I'm Avant-grade
I hope to see your face again before we both meet god, yeah
(Father forgive me for I'm lit)
*Click*
Shiraz on her tongue from the fifth in my cup (Yeah)
Shiraz on my tongue (Burn) she's the smoke in my lungs(Burn)
Yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Baby come ride, baby come ride, baby come ride, baby come ride
Back to the front, I got you on drive
Back to the front yeah I got you on drive
Baby come ride
I said "baby come ride"
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Baby come ride until I'm numb
I said "baby come ride until I'm numb"
See it all started on a night like any other night
Another party amongst parties (Afta)
Little did I know that, that long and winding road
Would lead me to her
She would lead me here
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Arya Safakish
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