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90s Babies by Russ
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"90s Babies" lyrics
Russ Lyrics
"90s Babies"
(feat. Bugus)
[Hook x2:]
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
From Atlanta but not by the sounds of it
We some dogs, we got some kush, blow a pound of it
Speaking of counting shit, the money's loooong overdue
Speaking of ex bitches, I'm loooong over you
Money hittin my account, they was hittin up my phone
Hit them all to buy a purse for my mom I'm feeling love
I blew past all you losers standing looking like dummies
I turned up, got my little sister looking like money (ya'll got this game fucked up!)
[Hook x2]
[Bugus:]
90s baby, baby grew up watching television
But I had a vision now I'm on the television
I smoke hella weed, but I'm high with a purpose
Singing like gospel churches
All night laying verses
I tell her to believe, believe in something higher
All she tell me back, I'm preaching to the choir
And we goin' burn one, till we both numb (till we both numb)
When you wake up smelling like roses, let me taste your flower
I'm gonna garden all yo seeds, make the sunlight in you shower
Hit the blunt one time it's sour
Got some hours I owe the government
For fucking with some broken ass girls who need their mother
It's crazy how you justify bullshit as your day to day
Hindering yourself because your disposition? MAKE A WAY
Even with those crutches you can limp across the finish line
(Limp across the finish line...)
[Hook x2:]
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
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Writer(s): Russell Vitale
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album: "Silence" (2014)
I Can't Lie
Lately
Yellow
90s Babies
Army
Comin Thru
Connected
Gypsy
Keep The Faith
All My Angels
Naked
Paulo Coelho
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Spanish translation of 90s Babies by Russ
90s Babies* (original Russ)
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"90s Babies" lyrics
Russ Lyrics
"90s Babies"
(feat. Bugus)
[Hook x2:]
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
From Atlanta but not by the sounds of it
We some dogs, we got some kush, blow a pound of it
Speaking of counting shit, the money's loooong overdue
Speaking of ex bitches, I'm loooong over you
Money hittin my account, they was hittin up my phone
Hit them all to buy a purse for my mom I'm feeling love
I blew past all you losers standing looking like dummies
I turned up, got my little sister looking like money (ya'll got this game fucked up!)
[Hook x2]
[Bugus:]
90s baby, baby grew up watching television
But I had a vision now I'm on the television
I smoke hella weed, but I'm high with a purpose
Singing like gospel churches
All night laying verses
I tell her to believe, believe in something higher
All she tell me back, I'm preaching to the choir
And we goin' burn one, till we both numb (till we both numb)
When you wake up smelling like roses, let me taste your flower
I'm gonna garden all yo seeds, make the sunlight in you shower
Hit the blunt one time it's sour
Got some hours I owe the government
For fucking with some broken ass girls who need their mother
It's crazy how you justify bullshit as your day to day
Hindering yourself because your disposition? MAKE A WAY
Even with those crutches you can limp across the finish line
(Limp across the finish line...)
[Hook x2:]
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
All ya'll turning up, all ya'll getting fly
All ya'll having sex, looking for girls who ride
I don't really see me in you mothafuckers
So I'm not gonna be any of these mothafuckers
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Writer(s): Russell Vitale
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album: "Silence" (2014)
I Can't Lie
Lately
Yellow
90s Babies
Army
Comin Thru
Connected
Gypsy
Keep The Faith
All My Angels
Naked
Paulo Coelho
Brush Me
Me
Search
90s Babies (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Letras de "90s Babies"
Letras de Russ
"90s Babies"
(feat. Bugus)
[Estribillo x2:]
Todos ustedes de fiesta, todos ustedes poniéndose bien
Todos ustedes teniendo sexo, buscando chicas que se suban
Realmente no me veo en ustedes, hijos de puta
Así que no voy a ser ninguno de estos hijos de puta
Todos ustedes de fiesta, todos ustedes poniéndose bien
Todos ustedes teniendo sexo, buscando chicas que se suban
Realmente no me veo en ustedes, hijos de puta
Así que no voy a ser ninguno de estos hijos de puta
De Atlanta pero no por cómo suena
Somos unos perros, tenemos algo de kush, fumamos una libra de eso
Hablando de contar mierda, el dinero está muuuuy atrasado
Hablando de ex perras, te superé hace muuuucho tiempo
El dinero llegando a mi cuenta, estaban llamando a mi teléfono
Los llamé a todos para comprar un bolso para mi mamá, siento amor
Pasé volando a todos ustedes perdedores parados como tontos
Me puse las pilas, hice que mi hermana pequeña pareciera dinero (¡ustedes jodieron este juego!)
[Estribillo x2]
[Bugus:]
Bebé de los 90, el bebé creció viendo televisión
Pero tuve una visión, ahora estoy en la televisión
Fumo mucha hierba, pero estoy drogado con un propósito
Cantando como iglesias de góspel
Toda la noche escribiendo versos
Le digo que crea, que crea en algo superior
Todo lo que me dice de vuelta, le estoy predicando al coro
Y vamos a fumar uno, hasta que ambos estemos adormecidos (hasta que ambos estemos adormecidos)
Cuando te despiertes oliendo a rosas, déjame probar tu flor
Voy a cultivar todas tus semillas, hacer que la luz del sol te duche
Fuma el porro una vez, es agrio
Tengo algunas horas que le debo al gobierno
Por joder con algunas chicas rotas que necesitan a su madre
Es una locura cómo justificas la mierda como tu día a día
¿Obstaculizándote a ti mismo por tu disposición? HAZ UN CAMINO
Incluso con esas muletas puedes cojear hasta la meta
(Cojear hasta la meta...)
[Estribillo x2:]
Todos ustedes de fiesta, todos ustedes poniéndose bien
Todos ustedes teniendo sexo, buscando chicas que se suban
Realmente no me veo en ustedes, hijos de puta
Así que no voy a ser ninguno de estos hijos de puta
Todos ustedes de fiesta, todos ustedes poniéndose bien
Todos ustedes teniendo sexo, buscando chicas que se suban
Realmente no me veo en ustedes, hijos de puta
Así que no voy a ser ninguno de estos hijos de puta
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Escritor(es): Russell Vitale
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álbum: "Silence" (2014)
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Amarillo
Bebés de los 90
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Gitana
Mantén la Fe
Todos Mis Ángeles
Desnudo
Paulo Coelho
Cepíllame
Yo
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