Proda - Marley & Me lyrics

[Verse 1 - Josbi] The flow's ice cold if you touch it, it might freeze ya Now that I'm close to my final form like Frieza The fire breather, Wiz Khalifa on a visa The one Brazilian who never really f**ed with FIFA I'm good with reefer there' really not a lot that I need Just a beach house and a honey jawn like Anitta Funny every time I find one I'm fast to leave her Then when I can't have her it's when I know that I need her Promoters who run the game seemed to be scared of me yuh Cus I'm willing and able to take it got more bombs to drop than North Korea Enemies I wouldn't wanna be ya - I'm on next Got the energy to make you think that I'm on X That's why I mellow out and brought a quarter of Green Crack And when I'm back in Rio my favorite to cop is cheap hash Call it black, pretinho pra quem conhece Americans ain't impressed but it gets rid of my stress and I love it [Hook] It's freezing out baby I don't wanna leave Gonna spend the whole day Marley and me Marley and me, just Marley and me Lounge back, sour Skittles and ice tea I'ts freezing out baby I don't wanna leave Finna spend the whole day Marley and me Marley and me, just Marley and me To relax my mind so I can be free [Verse 2 - Proda] And I don't need nobody else but you No I can't stay away too long Lil Proda been a menace since ealy as in the womb Gathering my thoughts my tunes soon to bloom Coming for your percentage, taking all your dubloons Paran-pa-damp turn you bafoon's soon to tombs Every time the crew, they tell us cool out The style's chilli habanero But for real I'm really mellow Staying jiggy burning many cigarillos with my fellow And I've been seeing stars, rolling plenty doja Going through the motions, baby Sleepwalking, faded off that sticky icky Me and Josbi, Roll a Oz, bring a whole tree, Gang [Verse 3 - Josbi] Marley and me , just Marley and me Blowing smoke around the room until we hardly can see I'm home alone again and loaded with keef It's only fitting that I'm motherf**ing high as can be Walking the streets faded trying to find something to eat My mind melting scrape that sh** right off the concrete Watching Seinfeld, writing another song about nothing Running circles In my head day dreaming about f**ing It might get a little lonely at night But we just need each other never had a reason to fight They call it a vice I call it my lifestyle in denial It's still a better love story than Twilight My father's too concerned about the sh** I write Thinking I'm addicted and he's probably right But I tell him it's all good pops don't catch a fever If you need me Imma be with Marley no golden retriever