Space Cadets Lyrics | Fusebox

Space Cadets Song Lyrics
Space Cadets by Fusebox (Dj Esco)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0
Lift off We have a lift off
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Escomoe
Yeah, The coolest DJ in the world
Space cadets nigga
Astronaut
DJ X-rated

Chorus:
We some space cadets
Keep a stupid ass check
And designer specs
On my face show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigga, outer space
I'm a rock star
Hell yeah I'm out of space

Verse#1
Rock star outer space
Penthouse hideaway
Fountainebleau getaway
King of Diamonds where I lay
Yea, Fresh weneva we want to play
Freeband A1FBG man we glow wit yay
(Round the world)
Yeah we selling plenty coke
Have a drink have a toast
Nigga we don't brag or boast
(Its all good)
Rolls Royce Lamborghini doors
Suicide open up ya brain
Now your casket closed
(Bow Bow Bow)
I'm in NASA out of here
3 karats in my ear
I can make it disappear
Drape like a chandelier
Astronaut when I appear
Racks on racks
Now I'm understandin crystal clear

Chorus(x2):
We some space cadets
Keep a stupid ass check
And designer specs
On my face show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigga, outer space
I'm a rock star
Hell yeah I'm out of space

Verse#2
I'm drinking on dirty
My wrist cost a thirtay
My chain in the ocean
I'm floating and rolling
Skeletons on my arm
Skeletons on my back
Angels wings on my tats
Benjamin's in my racks
Put spikes on my converse
Designer frames on my eyes
U makin dem movies now
To me it aint no surprised
Started in crack houses
Now we in mansions
Freebandz da finess gang
We dunn expanded
I thought thru a crazy check
I keep me a don chick
I got me a combination
Of bitches want freaky sex
A black and a white girl
Like dominican cypher
Dey ain't nun but some draculas
Dey suck me spectacular

Chorus(x2):
We some space cadets
Keep a stupid ass check
And designer specs
On my face show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigga, outer space
I'm a rock star
Hell yeah I'm out of space

(Dj Scream)
Future, astronaut status
Turn up time nigga