Venetian Plaster

Released June 28, 2021



I’m ice cream on a summer day

Cool like the perfect wave at the beach, umm

Real friends only welcome to the feast, umm

Good music lift you right up out your seat



And I walk by faith

That just means that I left no space for religion

I do just what I want, when I want, if I’m feelin it

Lies don’t become truth just ‘cause you believe in it



Sorry, I’m not sorry, it’s my party

Your bitch wanna be gangsta, look-a-like barbie

You whip yo’ Hyundai, like it’s a ferrari

When yo’ dog talks, “ruff,” and you name that bitch Sparky

Issa lotta things goin on right now…



We should just come together

We could still make love together

We could still bring peace together



Mama, I just wanna be a rockstar

Kanye, Janelle, Beyoncé

What’s happening today? 

Let’s lift the whole world up

Let’s lift the whole world up



Mama, I just wanna be a rockstar

Kanye, Janelle, Beyoncé

What’s happening today? 

Let’s lift the whole world up

Let’s lift the whole world up



[jazz interlude]



I binge watch myself, in the mirror, on my days off

At least I would, if I ever took a day off

At least I should, for as much as I be workin’

You should leave a good tip, all them looks that I be servin’

This is style for you bitches, take a pic it’ll last

School is in session, but these bitches ain’t got class

For a guy that tends to give more head than ass

I’m way too pretty, my face should be Venetian plastered



Come together

We could still make love together

We could still bring peace together

Love yourself, know your worth, transition form the verse now



Mama, I just wanna be a rockstar

Kanye, Janelle, Beyoncé

What’s happening today? 

Let’s lift the whole world up

Let’s lift the whole world up



Mama, I just wanna be a rockstar

Kanye, Janelle, Beyoncé

What’s happening today? 

Let’s lift the whole world up

Let’s lift the whole world up



Come together

We could still make love together

We could still bring peace together

We could still bring, we could still bring



Sorry, I’m not sorry, it’s my party

Your bitch wanna be gangsta, look-a-like barbie

You whip yo’ Hy– why are people so ungrateful?

You’ll never catch me ungrateful. Look



When I turn on the faucet, water is runnin’

When I turn on the stovetop, fire is burnin’

Got the electricity set to power up the boombox

If you came to party, come and meet me on the rooftop




Written by KIRU © 2024 December 22, 08:29 PM EST


KIRU

KIRU is an American artist, author and entrepreneur based in Brooklyn, New York.

https://www.highaski.com
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