Trap (tea rap)
• Written by user28579892
I spit it hot like holy water
like some jesus degrees
I need some several °C's
Tea's a breeze ya plant-haters
pourin hot tea
on a hottie
she's naughty
and haughty (like the brits)
but boiling water on taut skin
is pure pain (it's the shits)
boiling flavoured water
on skin is tea-pain (it fits)
if it doesn't fit
calling us misfits?
It's no matter to settle
we put the petal to the medal
on the kettle full throttle
I'm the tea rabbit, no turtle
My homeboy the earl gray
Brings joy and is tastay
Deployed lika hurricay
there's no way to go 'stray
with black tea attack
the whack quacks flee the
flax scene
I reign preme with
good cream
there is no I in team
there's tea in team ceylon
It ain't long
I stay strong
with oolong
and dianhong
I am the tea master
now things will get faster
so listen ya bastard
i'm twisting this next chapter
put on full blaster
dunkin and funkin
I'm sunk in the junk
sinking and thinking
bringing the heat to
the tea that I'm drinkin
tea spooning time
this milk is mine
sugar is crime
no sugar is fine
lickety lime
we ain't got the time
our taste is refined
better than wine
hail to the nine
they are divine
but so is this vine
thyme in it's prime
a dozen a dime
still has no grime
I'm out of rhymes
I'm out of rhymes
I'm out of rhymes
yeah out of rhymes
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user28579892
Member since September 28 2015