Listen to Visions of Coleco (feat. Riff Raff) by Hyper Crush

Visions of Coleco (feat. Riff Raff)

Hyper Crush

Dance

541 Shazams

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hyper Crush
Hyper Crush
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Ridge
Patrick Ridge
Songwriter
Donny Fontaine
Donny Fontaine
Songwriter
Holly Valentine
Holly Valentine
Songwriter
Steven Love
Steven Love
Songwriter
Angelina Araya
Angelina Araya
Songwriter
Preston Moronie
Preston Moronie
Songwriter

Lyrics

Feat. Riff Raff Visions of coleco, call that cold pico Visions of coleco, call that... Visions of coleco, call that cold pico Visions of coleco, call that cold pico Visions of coleco, call that cold pico On my way to Puerto Rico, blame it on my ego V-O-C-A-L, listen dj, take that fucking record off And put this shit on replay Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on replay Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on, put this shit on I'm a fab bitch, I'm beautiful I mean, a bad bitch, I think I'm suitable On my toes like, I'm a ballerina I'm on point, call me Angelina Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on replay Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on... I done sworn the lion like a green giant How shila do it here, the white Kobe Bryant The game silent, but my money keep me acting childish I'm in the parking lot, popping bottles like Lady Gaga I spend so many bands I look like Kid Rock The bell hop Louis luggage cost a half of block Pop a couple bandz risk will never plan Out of hand, left hand, touch a sugar sand Saint Tropez pay spot, I'm locked lot My paz au revoir, smoking strong pop bop Visions of coleco, call that cold pico Visions of coleco, call that. Visions of coleco, call that cold pico Visions of coleco... Visions of coleco, heavy like d bow Big bone bitches take a knee, Tebow Keys to my Rigle, we ride like an eagle And ain't nobody trippin cause I'm rollin with my people Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on replay Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on, put this shit on Get my head right, got a bunch of kittens Turn the heater up, I'm hotter than 100 mittens Getting paid to say nothing, that's a fucking living And I ain't even sayin shit, so that's a fucking giving Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on replay Put this shit on, put this shit on, put this shit on Put this shit on, put this shit on.
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