G. Steele - Air Bud is Dead

Woah
Woah
Guess that's all she wrote mm
I can't hit that note
No, I wont
No, I wont
Buy a verse, I'm broke
Universe, I know oh
When I burst, I blow
Thats a joke
I'm a frog I'm bout to croak

Man, I fuckin hear what the talk bout
Riding round in my car with the top down
Say it to my face don't need to cop out
Imma hide at your place and imma camp out
These my mother fucking campgrounds
Mother fucker Laslo's in the background
It's a western now I'm in your town
And I'm asking for a showdown
Knock ya ass out its a hoe down
Back up on the road and I'm home bound
Drill into my dome and imma sleep sound
What the fuck

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz
Another light year
Ever since i was a kid and had night terrors
You'll never be alone when I'm right here
Sorry if I offend you but I might stare
I didn't want to rap but then the mics there
I'm only ever shooting up with Pfizer
Donate my heart just to surprise her
Don't hate my art, I'm the supplier
I made a thousand songs, and I'm a liar
Probably why I'm rapping uninspired
If you would please come and take my flier
Been looking out for love until my eyes hurt
I was lucky enough to go and find her
Little old me sipping cider
And you know I'm sitting right beside her
I wrote all this down in my binder
In my binder
Am I blind to her
Am I blind to her

Woah
Woah
Woah woah woah
Guess that's all she wrote
Guess that's all she wrote oh
I can't hit note
No, I wont
No, I wont
Can't buy a verse, I'm broke
Buy a verse, I'm broke oh
Universe, I know
When I burst, I blow woah
Thats a joke
Thats a joke
Like a frog I'm bout to croak

Written by:
Grant Cetina

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