Ditto - amphibious

Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude
But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)
I'm drunk, in the mood for some food
Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)
Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)
You know wassup but she approaches
And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos
Must trust, the voice behind these joints gratitude
But fuck it, I'm on a level, take you on a trip, higher altitude (uh)
I'm drunk, in the mood for some food
Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)
Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (you know)
You know I'm lush love, but this goes without saying
I'm not really feeling easily seduced (uh)
If I had a penny for every single time
Someone took a sip off they pretty drink inside of this club
Oh what a beautiful night
I can't really give you any promises
But I can guarantee, I shall rhyme tonight phenomenal
Supa hot fire your momma says "where's the thermometer?"
Matter fact, there may be one or two motherfuckers that goin' go home crawling
Fucked up bawling, I'm truthfully honest
Walking to they cars by the parking
But the cut plush yet the party's just starting
A toast to the young thugs, bargaining for rewarding
Salivating like savages, the goddesses question
A phrase in passing "why do they look below average?"
Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude
But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)
I'm drunk, in the mood for some food
Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)
Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)
You know wassup but she approaches
And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos
Must trust, the voice behind these joints gratitude
But fuck it, I'm on a level, take you on a trip, higher altitude (uh)
I'm drunk, in the mood for some food
Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)
Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (you know)
You know I'm lush love, but this goes without saying
I'm not really feeling easily seduced
My oh my, well oh well
I'm just rhyming passin' time, L-o-l
Laugh out loud all you want go ahead motherfucker
(Bitch) Imma finna blow up
Go to bed mothersucker, bewitched
Only matter of time
I stay awoke tattle tale my intentions I shine
One day Imma be rich
I don't know if it's Ditto talking or maybe it's the blunt or the wine
'Til then these rhymes, my dominion
You could call it my niche, I reckon these little songs finna put me on a stage okay
My daddy humbled me and still put me in my place all day
Question, what would you do if you was in my shoes?
If you was born with a birthright with a gift and talent
And a lifetime to prove I'm a racehorse when my tongue gallops
Little kid with his fickle tantrums aloof
I can see all my attachments
In tandem, vivid still searching answers
Like hunting treasure for the fragments in the trenches
Mind in a new balance cut through
All the noise in the spectrum
Reflections about my lack of affection, I know
It's just a means for protection
Coping mechanisms, yearning for his daddy's attention
But it ain't a life sentence
Promises of a child living in repentence
I know
Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude
But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)
I'm drunk, in the mood for some food
Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)
Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)
You know wassup but she approaches
And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos

Written by:
Joshua Augustine Bakunawa

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