20 Wave Caps-Earl Sweatshirt
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[ti:20 Wave Caps (feat. Domo Genesis)]
[ar:Earl Sweatshirt]
[al:Doris]
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[00:00.28]20 Wave Caps - Earl Sweatshirt/Domo Genesis
[00:01.09][Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
[00:02.15]Look for me lost in a whirlwind 2012 quality
[00:04.52]High up until the world ends doing eighty-five in my ride
[00:08.95]And these niggas hiding know I'm striding like a giant
[00:11.73]I ain't lying when I'm rhyming rule these niggas like a tyrant
[00:14.91]Damn Doms it don't even seem like you trying
[00:18.61]Know these niggas crucify 'em couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
[00:20.54]I know that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon
[00:23.35]The pressure I'm still applying until I hear the angels crying
[00:27.53]Sad day in Hell for those who doubted hope your head explode
[00:31.52]Cry about it but don't deny that Doms got the realest flows
[00:33.64]My eyes is feeling low pulling on the killer 'dro
[00:37.26]Chilling with a vixen thinking"This is what I did it for"
[00:40.20]Still banging Wolf Ganging as if you niggas didn't know
[00:43.51]Still trifling Loiter Litter Life and triple sixing ho
[00:45.13][Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
[00:45.91]Doms while they ripping through the packaging to grab the sh*t
[00:55.64]I'm shaded with the few whom I usually blow cabbage with
[00:58.14]New patterns patty-caking with mannequins
[01:01.83]Cause I don't like my f**king homies dip bruh they all
[01:05.34]Jaw-slacking all 'em awe struck
[01:08.46]And I ain't got sh*t but a pretty b**ch and cigar tucks
[01:10.54]Riding in the city and knocking out in the Starbucks
[01:14.41]I swear these niggas is f**king phony smoking spliffs and that's
[01:17.86]Prior to arriving to the studio
[01:20.22]Eyes glued to a gluteus maximus attractive lady
[01:22.47]Where you headed with that sh*t
[01:25.67]And can a real ni**a get a look at it Crook panic-shook
[01:29.60]Ain't ya Blunt fatter than some butch ankles
[01:33.22]Cheffing fit the cook apron ante up for good payment
[01:36.22]Run until my foot achy running 'till my foot aching
[01:39.17]Full-grown terror type Ferragamo do-rag
[01:40.79]With my ni**a Travy out in Maui running two-mans
[01:45.10]Smoking 'till I'm loopy as a motherf**king toucan
[01:47.84]20 minutes burn a f**king quarter back to two grams
[01:50.59]But I'mma dip I know you must have had it with my rude a**
[ar:Earl Sweatshirt]
[al:Doris]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.28]20 Wave Caps - Earl Sweatshirt/Domo Genesis
[00:01.09][Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
[00:02.15]Look for me lost in a whirlwind 2012 quality
[00:04.52]High up until the world ends doing eighty-five in my ride
[00:08.95]And these niggas hiding know I'm striding like a giant
[00:11.73]I ain't lying when I'm rhyming rule these niggas like a tyrant
[00:14.91]Damn Doms it don't even seem like you trying
[00:18.61]Know these niggas crucify 'em couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
[00:20.54]I know that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon
[00:23.35]The pressure I'm still applying until I hear the angels crying
[00:27.53]Sad day in Hell for those who doubted hope your head explode
[00:31.52]Cry about it but don't deny that Doms got the realest flows
[00:33.64]My eyes is feeling low pulling on the killer 'dro
[00:37.26]Chilling with a vixen thinking"This is what I did it for"
[00:40.20]Still banging Wolf Ganging as if you niggas didn't know
[00:43.51]Still trifling Loiter Litter Life and triple sixing ho
[00:45.13][Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
[00:45.91]Doms while they ripping through the packaging to grab the sh*t
[00:55.64]I'm shaded with the few whom I usually blow cabbage with
[00:58.14]New patterns patty-caking with mannequins
[01:01.83]Cause I don't like my f**king homies dip bruh they all
[01:05.34]Jaw-slacking all 'em awe struck
[01:08.46]And I ain't got sh*t but a pretty b**ch and cigar tucks
[01:10.54]Riding in the city and knocking out in the Starbucks
[01:14.41]I swear these niggas is f**king phony smoking spliffs and that's
[01:17.86]Prior to arriving to the studio
[01:20.22]Eyes glued to a gluteus maximus attractive lady
[01:22.47]Where you headed with that sh*t
[01:25.67]And can a real ni**a get a look at it Crook panic-shook
[01:29.60]Ain't ya Blunt fatter than some butch ankles
[01:33.22]Cheffing fit the cook apron ante up for good payment
[01:36.22]Run until my foot achy running 'till my foot aching
[01:39.17]Full-grown terror type Ferragamo do-rag
[01:40.79]With my ni**a Travy out in Maui running two-mans
[01:45.10]Smoking 'till I'm loopy as a motherf**king toucan
[01:47.84]20 minutes burn a f**king quarter back to two grams
[01:50.59]But I'mma dip I know you must have had it with my rude a**
