Utopian House Party Lyrics & Chords By The Good Husbands

Nothing wrong with the head and the beat soft Tip a glass and I sing slow Forgone, let the feeling just fall a slide Riding out in the morning light She said oh, don't change that pace, darling I won't be waiting around Said it's better than most, drop top ride Let me carry that now Talk in that perfect day I woke up easy at a quarter to noon Left love in the bed, thinking what did I do Last thing I recall we were under the moon I'mma take all day making it up to you Hot plan, now they calling us at twelve, man Swimming that good, I'm feeling like I'm Phelps, man Red cups, OJ and Chardonnay and my ring is ' smoke some OJ I'm talking eight, get some green on the reel up I t off some fools, ain't it be awful I'm a prow with the flow when I go to bed And you know why I rap like a profilax Turn the cut out, motherfucker, what up Shrooms at a high altitude, yeah, one up Grinding till the sun up, talking Lou, slip a tale, shut up This is what we do, when we done up Just about perfect Said it's better than most, drop top ride Let me carry that now Talk in that perfect day So far, so good, we got hot color beam Follow like sheep or did you follow your dreams? I'm hovering, eating beats for supper And they discovering, RV can die, we on some other shit What you know about dropping out of college If you don't follow your heart and happiness isn't promised I'm 24 going beat smoke, washing the zone Now listen hoe, one dollar bill as we washing it wrong Let's go Forgone, let the feeling just fall a slide Riding out in the morning light She said oh, don't change that pace, darling I won't be waiting around Said it's better than most, drop top ride Let me carry that now Talk in that perfect day You got a couple things on a list Boy bring back rain like things from a mist Damn, there's more to this and rock picked the scissors Taking chances homie 'cause God could quit us Crab could eat us, in the belly of a monster See, tell 'em I'm wrong, bitch, think I'm mind blown In my arms the monster, that I wanna spend my whole time at the concert That will make you wanna pay your fucking parking ticket That will make you ' and your jeans ripped Thought you said you realer, son, took a wide chest bomb Then my heels spelled way like the base for bumping I go on, hard, get pumped, we running in On the dance floor emulating the running man What's up with them? I'm cooking up a scramble like cutting ham The whole day perfect just tossing a nerve like Said it's better than most, drop top ride Let me carry that now Talk in that perfect day Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Come on baby, move with it, move with it Forgone, let the feeling just fall a slide Riding out in the morning light She said oh, don't change that pace, darling I won't be waiting around Said it's better than most, drop top ride Let me carry that now Talk in that perfect day