Lyrics

We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of 6am, we ain't never going home Blaze it up Come on fire it up We got the funkiest rapper alive with us I want lots of love I want not to judge And if my brother fall down I'mma prop him up And if something from our past keep poppin' up Remember who you are Not what you was I ain't trying to live my life anonymous We want our flowеrs now Not posthumous I like my flower loud inside my blunt Plump likе the trunk on snuffalopagus Humpin' like a hungry hippopotamus Horny like rhinoceroses nostrils Gimme that stuff that funky stuff Girl, sweet and sticky like jamocha almond fudge Down your tongue Deep inside your lungs I come to funk y'all face down bottoms up We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of 7am, we ain't never going home Trilly Wonka with the golden bars Baby head bobbin' mane Like a quarter horse Feel the groove down your legs like some corduroys Po' up toast the boy with the golden voice Keep servin' big hits not a microdose Keep servin' them looks Baby strike a pose Big girl (Jump) Get inside your clothes Big girl (Jump) Get inside your clothes Watchin' that thang wiggle It don't get old When she stop, it keep movin' Got a mind of its own (Oh lord) What a sight to behold (Uhh) Chills goin' down my spinal bones Who got the flyest songs? (Check) The stylish clothes? (Check) The wildest poems? Checks with commas and O's I'll wait for you to reply, I suppose Dot dot dot like the Hiero eyes and nose We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of 8am, we ain't never going home It's deeper than music Deeper than Atlantis It's deeper than rap Deeper than the sea floor Traveled by the mantas It's deeper than music Deeper than Atlantis It's deeper than rap Deeper than the sea floor Traveled by the mantas Everybody everybody everybody Get freaky on the floor Everybody everybody everybody Get freaky on the floor Everybody everybody everybody Get freaky on the floor Everybody everybody everybody Ha ha ha ha mighty mighty Lyrics Born You know the voice on sight Funkiest rapper alive Teak The Beatsmith Hallway You stupid for this one I'm not even using a vocal effect I really sound like this Yeah We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of That's what dreams are made of We are shooting stars That's what dreams are made of 6am, 7am, 8am We ain't never going home