Freezer (feat. 6ixSavage) - Leak and Juice

This house is haunted by the ghost of all the parties It's been soaked up in the floor Spilled a half cup of Bacardi Take it back now I'm ready to go home now I wanna be alone now Unless you have more weird shit to say to me In bedrooms All alone I shuffle out when no ones home I wrote something you'll never see It's reasons that you shouldn't leave It's back now I'm ready to go home now I wanna be alone now Unless you have more weird shit to say to me Our friends gather together and they dance the night away Our friends gather together and they write your eulogy I'm not scared I rest in pieces in the freezer And I can't wait to see if heaven is real Massachusetts, I remember only good times Took a photograph that day That I kissed you in the wind chimes And you grabbed me by the hand And under tables we'd trade stories Written on the backs of napkins Yours are great, and mine are boring Take it back now I'm ready to go home now I wanna be alone now Unless you have more weird shit to say to me It's back now I'm ready to go home But I don't wanna be alone now Unless you have more nice things to say to me Our friends gather together and they dance the night away Our friends gather together and they write my eulogy I'm not scared I rest in pieces in the freezer And I'm too young to see if heaven is real So don't cry Take a fish eye lens to your life Is there more to this than getting high Got a birds eye view of my time That I wasted just getting by On minimum wage and red wine As it trips through every line Of the poetry I despise And the water towers you climbed And it lights the sun one more time To stop you from burning out When we reach the stars they align We explode at the sight of the sky

真っ白になった頭に どんなもん 詰め込めばいい ヨレヨレのTシャツで まどろんでるよ 浮腫んだ顔 鏡の中 あり得ない あたしが そうだ夕べ アイツと 別れたんだ ちょっぴり 凹んでる I will sleep by a freezer 震えておこうか 時にそういう日があってもいい あたしの氷河期 Close a memory and good luck 凍結させましょう いつか こんなもん 粉々に 砕け散るだろう 金持ちのアイツが 呆れるほどモテてるし 正直な 生き方に 拍手をしよう 一緒に買ったね 今じゃもう見たくないリング ヒールでふんずけて あの娘にやる！ ジェラシーって奴かな？ I will sleep by a freezer 痺れておこうか 未練そういうの わからない あたしの氷河期 Close a memory and good luck 想い出もろとも ヤケドしろ 痛い目にあえば 砕け散るだろう 凍りつくがいい ちょっぴり 凹んでる I will sleep by a freezer 震えておこうか 時にそういう日があってもいい あたしの氷河期 Close a memory and good luck 凍結させましょう いつか こんなもん 粉々に 砕け散るだろう I will sleep by a freezer 痺れておこうか 未練そういうの わからない あたしの氷河期 凍りつくがいい 砕け散るだろう

With so much drama in L-B-C It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit nearly every single day Can I, kick a little something for the G's And, make a few friends is a breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin Cause my momma ain't ho-ome I got bitches in the living room gettin it on And, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin So what you wanna do hoo I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too So turn off the lights and close the doors But (but what) we don't love them whores So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Now that I got me some Seagram's gin Every body got their cups, but they ain't chipped in Ya know this type of shit, happens all the time Gotta get yours before I get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G He gots the cultivating music that be captivating he Who hears the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street And get mackin to this bitch named Sadie She used to be the homeboy's lady Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these As I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind (Slows down) Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre He came by with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, (Speeds up) Of some bubonic chronic you know it made me choke It ain't no joke, I had to back up off of it, Set my cup of gin down (Stops) Yeah, Tanqueray and chronic, well I'm fked up now (speeds back up) But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin Dr Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, ya know I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, that's why I'm out the do' And I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice {beeotch!} Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

With so much drama in the L-B-C It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day May I, kick a little something for the G's And, make a few ends as I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin Cause my momma ain't home I got bitches in the living room gettin it on And, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin So what you wanna do I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too So turn off the lights and close the doors But (but what) we don't love them hoes So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of shit, happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G I got the cultivating music that be captivating he Who listens, to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street And get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie She used to be the homeboy's lady Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze Beeeitch, I'm just Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back (Solo) Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre Came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, Of some bubonic chronic that made me choke Shit, this ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my Gin N Juice down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm keep poppin Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back Laid back Laid back Laid back Laid back Laid back Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice