Felly Circus Lyrics
Circus by Felly
[Intro]
(Mmm)
Years in the making (Mmm)
(Mmm)
(Hoes creep through the backside) (Ooo)
(Nooo)
(Ya, Fuck your) (Nooo)
(Circus, circus) (Nooo)
(Circus, circus)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
They say (Nooo)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
Aha, They say (Fuck is you telling me)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
Ya
[Verse: 1]
This shit sound like the circus came in town (Hey)
Hunnid rounds, did the jury gun him down (Hey, Hey)
Who stole that style
You a phony, you a clown (Ah)
Bitches smile, bitches frown, bitches faint
Like to style but they can't (Huh)
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live
[Verse: 2]
Where is he goin' (Where)
Where is he runnin' to (Uh)
What we do wrong
The shit that I'm on (Hey)
It come from the Gods (Hey, Hey)
Parked in the sauce
Bitch I'm the monster
Back in that Tonka
Six in the mornin'
Back to LaGuardia
Rollin' up
Pushin' the culture
[Verse: 3]
Bad bitches sweatin', spillin' paint with they aisle on'em
Whole rappers jealous 'cause they can't take the style from 'em
Ooo, I can feel it come and pray, She'll have a child on me
Ooo, I've been waitin' on this day for a while homie
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, Nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live
[Verse: 4]
Like boom, boom, Ay (Uh)
Hoes creep throught the backside
I told that bitch I don't get any down time
If you feel this shit better get outside
Like goddamn, uh
Strugglin' through the south so dusty
Five-o threw me down got so ugly
Can't stay, blow loud, King Tubby
Let's get the script, God love me (Ay)
And lil [?] and lil bitch
Baby, i'll need a lil bit
Im flyin' overseas and think I'm rich (Yeee)
All we ever need is peace
They killin' for the Jesus piece (Ay, ay)
See the drama on the BBC (Huh)
It don't feel like, real life, (Yay) What I see (Huh)
No turnin' back once you hit the scene (Yuh, Yuh, Yuh)
Not what I seeee
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, Nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live
(Mmm)
Years in the making (Mmm)
(Mmm)
(Hoes creep through the backside) (Ooo)
(Nooo)
(Ya, Fuck your) (Nooo)
(Circus, circus) (Nooo)
(Circus, circus)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
They say (Nooo)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
Aha, They say (Fuck is you telling me)
(Fuck is you telling me, Uh)
Ya
[Verse: 1]
This shit sound like the circus came in town (Hey)
Hunnid rounds, did the jury gun him down (Hey, Hey)
Who stole that style
You a phony, you a clown (Ah)
Bitches smile, bitches frown, bitches faint
Like to style but they can't (Huh)
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live
[Verse: 2]
Where is he goin' (Where)
Where is he runnin' to (Uh)
What we do wrong
The shit that I'm on (Hey)
It come from the Gods (Hey, Hey)
Parked in the sauce
Bitch I'm the monster
Back in that Tonka
Six in the mornin'
Back to LaGuardia
Rollin' up
Pushin' the culture
[Verse: 3]
Bad bitches sweatin', spillin' paint with they aisle on'em
Whole rappers jealous 'cause they can't take the style from 'em
Ooo, I can feel it come and pray, She'll have a child on me
Ooo, I've been waitin' on this day for a while homie
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, Nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live
[Verse: 4]
Like boom, boom, Ay (Uh)
Hoes creep throught the backside
I told that bitch I don't get any down time
If you feel this shit better get outside
Like goddamn, uh
Strugglin' through the south so dusty
Five-o threw me down got so ugly
Can't stay, blow loud, King Tubby
Let's get the script, God love me (Ay)
And lil [?] and lil bitch
Baby, i'll need a lil bit
Im flyin' overseas and think I'm rich (Yeee)
All we ever need is peace
They killin' for the Jesus piece (Ay, ay)
See the drama on the BBC (Huh)
It don't feel like, real life, (Yay) What I see (Huh)
No turnin' back once you hit the scene (Yuh, Yuh, Yuh)
Not what I seeee
[Chorus]
Fuck is you tellin' me, Nah
I don't give into that negative shit (Clark Kent smoke)
Tiffany, Tiffany, ya
Diamonds I put 'em on my clique
This shit ain't hittin' me, nah
Homie come get a hit of this
I'm disrespectin' my ma'
She told me live and let live