"Sangria" as written by Leon Michels, Justin Smith, Thomas Brenneck, Daniel Foder, David Guy, Homer Steinweiss, Daniel Siwes and Aderemi Kolawolde....
Days that are hotter than my raps
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Days that are hotter than my raps
Days that you get high and take naps
Chill out with some babes or go drinking with the lads
Bring it back
Oh it's got you singing like, it's got you feeling like
Come on yup

I just woke up, I'm dazed and my afro's matted
Reach under my mattress to grab my stash and lay back
Start rolling a fattie - it's my day off! Show me another way of relaxing and I'll do it
Do what?
But now I'm cooling off
Jump under the showerhead and I'm shampooing
Once I dry down then I'm throwing on my nudies
Smoother than motherfuckers that speak French fluent's how I do it
Now I'm walking to the station, my pace is constant
Go to the Liquorland, get me a ____
My train's at ten to four o'clock and I hop in
Like fuck up myki, I don't clock in
I miss my homies chilling in Brunswick
Sipping sangria outta mugs and
Their all high AF with drugs left over so I guess we're doing this til sunset

Oh it's got you singing like, it's got you feeling like
Come on yup yup
Oh it's got you singing like, it's got you feeling like
Come on yup yup

Now I'm chilling man, cooler than Street's Blue Ribbon and
Listening to my homies talk shit about different women and how they be getting them
What we would do if we won a couple of million
My phone starts crashing like drunk chicks
I sit up like crunches and pick it up
It's my homie Jay Smith just seeing what's up
He's DJing at the club and he says I should come and if I decline I'm a chump
Cos it's filled with darlings
I quit with five rocks and ices
And they're serving fat yaks and lagers free of charge so you know it's a party
I hit the bar and it was everything he said it was
Then I met a girl who asked me if I'm down for getting buzzed
I said I'm already there, love, this day has been the best
She said "I'll make it better"
For real?
Yes sir

Oh it's got you singing like, oh it's got you feeling like
Come on yup yup
Oh it's got you singing like, oh it's got you feeling like
Come on yup yup

And we don't start until my man Jay Smith, we don't start
Until my man Dan Dutch, we won't start
Yeah we do it for the fans, we won't stop bringing it back


Lyrics submitted by hanorl

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