Представляем точный текст композиции "Burn Me Slow" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Buckwild . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Burn Me Slow» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Buckwild передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Buckwild - "Burn Me Slow"
Lyrics to Burn Me Slow : (feat. O.C.) Check it out, it takes skill yall, for them to fill yall And in the end its dollar dollar dollar bill yall So long I awaited, in the end you contemplated Now O.C. cuts the highly anticipated Forget all the braggadocio shit you hear Say more voices in the air while I refresh in the air, word Thought that I was gone, huh, temporary setback Made me analyze what I do, and be the best at Gusto, I got it on lock, a sack of marijuana Being sold by the dreads, I got the good stuff Inhale on it, smell the aroma blessed Let it comatose ya, Im feeling a rush, well youre supposed to Mold me, toke me, hold me in for five seconds Then exhale, then maybe you can tell if Im potent See font to leave it, a cheeba cheeba cheeba Like coated with honey base, kill the taste, burn me slow Drag on me, yeah, just as long as you can pull it Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet Who got some' The second hand smokes in the air Contact, oh my, Im a get you so high Drag on my words like an herb from a peace pipe But extra mash out, I sprinkle hashish on the mic Then pop a top on a Guiness giving me clout Some say it give a stiff one, shorty ask did I drink a stout The mind mix like Heinie and sensimilla This goes to my niggas in and outside of Medina My chariot carries me to thorough boroughs Puffing the underground trail, traying to escape like Harriet It dont make sense but it makes cents Dollars and cents, making the last couple of lines too dense So when you see me rocking a party like Reggae Sunplash Dont bust shots, son, my face to your man and give a shotgun Burn me slow, drag on me as long as you can pull it Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet Who got some' The second hand smokes in the air Contact, oh my, Im a get you so high [x2] So while youre lining your Ls, unwind ya high buddah blessed Some charm, taking you to a higher place of praise Soaking in, opening the chamber in your mind youre focusing I wrote this in a mindstate of cheeba essence Buckwild, beating your eardrums with Thai sticks Like tapping bags of weed, he tapping snares and kicks What' To the dick and you dont quit Roll up that O.C. sack and then spark that shit its all love baby, twist me tight and then kiss me Pull on me slow so I burn nice and gently [inhales] Drag it, puff the magic, lavish it Make me a routine smoke, like a bad habit Meant to be in this game, play out our role To manage this beat, I keep growing mad like canibus Burn me slow, drag on me as long as you can pull it Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet Who got some' The second hand smokes in the air Contact, oh my, Im a get you so high [x2] [ Burn Me Slow Lyrics ]
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