Atmosphere She Don’t Know Why She Love It song lyrics

Liar, you don't live nothing like your photo

Soft like a marshmallow, heart pumps cocoa

I put my hood up to look like a cobra

Minnesota make moves like a poker

No joker, shake up the snow globe

I'm at the grocery store in my bathrobe

Southsider, pied piper

Settin' traps for the rats in the choir

Big Slug got love for hire

With the turntables up on the drum riser

Now let your momma admire this rhyme writer

While I catch last dance at the Lamplighter

Don't ever fight the desire to kill a spider

If it bit the hand of a vampire

(She don't know why she love it)

I'm on top of the world

Watch the waves

(She don't know why she love it)

I'm at a truck stop, about to cop some shades

(She don't know why she love it)

(She don't know why she love it)

There's a time and place to stop riding the brakes

(She don't know why she love it)

Everything looks blurry to us

We not certain what we workin' to touch

Might remind you of an ordinary person but

I'm the shit, I get followed by a courtesy flush

Compel, the clientele

To get in line and smell what I'm tryna to sell

And if I cry it's not a cry for help

I live my life like I'm alive and well

So what if I, could justify the jump just to fly

What if we don't get another try? Skydive to survive

Hands up high we about to go live

The first to hate it is just the last to taste it

I'm tryna see past your makeshift

Face mask made of cheap masking tape

Sedate and then we amputate

So you mad now?

So you mad now?

I can see it in your eyes all that pain weighing heavy (Ha)

Cause it's my way obvious, one fifty down the highway (Fuck it)

She don't know why she love it