GOYARD GRAVEYARD by Thereapertheghost Lyrics
(Hook)
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Verse 1)
Bottle of Domaine, don’t tip it
Bouquet of some thorns, come lick it
Still thinkin' its all fake, born a fucker
Drown you in the lake, ya solemn soul sucker
Takin' a page from Johnny Tucker
Guess you have to go, ill keep yo Mentos
When they ask, never met ya
Blood on my hands, well that’s karma
Taking my time, write my honors
Leave it on the side, really proper
Red velvet suit, goin' out classy
Hold my hand, fullfill your wish baby
All turn to look, but they don’t call me crazy
Waitin' in line for this shit, for this dick
For this yuh, yuh, yuh
(Hook)
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Verse 2)
New line in the mix, you can call me Doom
New voice to this shit, say I’m you-know-who (aye)
Withered down all the way, inside my catacomb tomb
Release me into the depths
Release me into the depths
Release me
Release me
But don’t tease me
Gon’ get freaky
Blow ya back out
No meaning
Put up on display for the looks, no touchin'
Ben gon' have a rough time with this mummy
Not the hunter from the myths, stalk nothin’
Revive R.G. for the glory, for the money, for the hunnies
(Verse 3)
Loaded the dome with the words that brought me back soon
Got in the wrangler, shifted the gear baby holdin' my hand
Skrt off wit a vroom
Pull up to throne, how I miss all those views
Don’t worry I’m back, tell the pack we movin' once the stars go boom
Praise to the king, to the code, independent on my own
(Hook)
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Outro)
Goyard
Graveyard
Séance
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Verse 1)
Bottle of Domaine, don’t tip it
Bouquet of some thorns, come lick it
Still thinkin' its all fake, born a fucker
Drown you in the lake, ya solemn soul sucker
Takin' a page from Johnny Tucker
Guess you have to go, ill keep yo Mentos
When they ask, never met ya
Blood on my hands, well that’s karma
Taking my time, write my honors
Leave it on the side, really proper
Red velvet suit, goin' out classy
Hold my hand, fullfill your wish baby
All turn to look, but they don’t call me crazy
Waitin' in line for this shit, for this dick
For this yuh, yuh, yuh
(Hook)
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Verse 2)
New line in the mix, you can call me Doom
New voice to this shit, say I’m you-know-who (aye)
Withered down all the way, inside my catacomb tomb
Release me into the depths
Release me into the depths
Release me
Release me
But don’t tease me
Gon’ get freaky
Blow ya back out
No meaning
Put up on display for the looks, no touchin'
Ben gon' have a rough time with this mummy
Not the hunter from the myths, stalk nothin’
Revive R.G. for the glory, for the money, for the hunnies
(Verse 3)
Loaded the dome with the words that brought me back soon
Got in the wrangler, shifted the gear baby holdin' my hand
Skrt off wit a vroom
Pull up to throne, how I miss all those views
Don’t worry I’m back, tell the pack we movin' once the stars go boom
Praise to the king, to the code, independent on my own
(Hook)
Goyard, late night picnic
Graveyard, this where we’re buried
Séance, now ya feelin' frisky
Bite me on the neck drink the flesh, don’t spill it
(Outro)
Goyard
Graveyard
Séance