Luftgangsters - Up on the Roof lyrics

[Ze da Rio Gangsta] Ca**o, why you buy that ounce? Is that what this is about? I'm on the verge of kicking out this white boy from the South 'Cause he is one too many of too many people in the crib Who the f** are you, bro? You gotta get out this b**h Matter fact, here's a buck Go to the deli, pop some Pringles I'm tryna take two ladies up to shingles, so we can mingle While my ball bells jingle, keep your caroline Have her while I climb this ladder to get to the sky That Catholic church is chilling, I smell that Popeye's Chicken With not a pot to piss in, I'm pissing off the roof Planes resemble shooting stars, I wish some of these hipsters would leave So I can speak my vulgar Latin, let my nuts hang free Up on this roof, my house is crowded Sun is rising, blistering, and violent females send me emails Not invited, where's your naked pic? Brought it to the roof, it blew off in the wind Where that n***a Ca**o go? Is he back up on the roof? [Ca**o da Trigga] It's too loud in the house [Ze] You back up on the roof [Ca**o] I'm in the roof of her mouth [Ze] I'm coming up to the roof [Ca**o] She said, get out my esophagus [Ze] He getting roof on the roof [Ca**o] But I can't hear her consonants [Ca**o] World wide web, we run the domain World wide wrestlin haters entertain World wildlife, hit me witta f**in tranq Deez girls wildin and deez bros in the same vein APT too petite, I'm up the ladder access hole Semifore with homies, smoke signals attract the law New York skyline looking like its dying Sooner than ya think, Mayan timeline I'm on the balcony, flak cannons aimed at aeroplanes From LGA, LaGuardia dont serve LuftGangster Airways Then we detonate antennas from AT&T That radiate our Js at tea time, take some plastique I'm actin brash and louche with hoes in high-heeled boots Last week I drank a lot of beers on the roof This week I'ma drink some beers on the roof I'm out this f**ing booth b**h, grab me a brew Chorus