Lyrics:
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
to you, turns me into your slave
Come on
Come and do with me any little thing that you want to
Anything, baby just met me get next to you
Am I insane
close to you, turns me into your slave
Come on and do with me any little thing that you want to
Anything, baby just let me get next to you
So am I
whiter than Anglo-Saxons
Make it a 1X Tall
Crispy with the cotton fashion
That's fashion if you come where I'm from
Compton California
One love
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
through
Action, she know what to do, so we love it when my girl come through
Please let me talk to you, don't turn me down Please let me talk to you, I'm
Once you killed the fire with the touch of your hand
And you saw the story as a friend
Praised by the world you were thinking "very well"
But kept
But by how much you love
How much you love
We made it to the feast
Better say please
Better say please
Don’t know how he found the keys
We made it
the clouds, me and my spouse
Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud
Please turn them shits down (down, down)
Can't hear myself think
Turbulence, shit, almost
Hello, no one is available to take your call
Please leave a message after the tone
I never had the courage to tell you I adore you
I did it in
I'll be James St Patrick you be Angela
Like we back in high school with love we just Amateurs
I'm Big on energy so Lemme Channel Ya
Once I match your
love me a lot
Love me
Love me not
Please love me a lot
Oh how hard can it be to
To heal after you crash
And how do u cope when fire turns into ash
fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, hope we get by
Bye when I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
Idol be bad
Idol be wild
Martyr your heart
Father a love child
We need all your kinks
And your dark attitude
We
I'm like please don't turn me down
I just popped a pilly
And my face up on the ground
Baby we can fuck in VIP don't make a sound
I'm high as fuck
spaces for my divine femininity
Now sit back while I ground this root and set this sacral free
Goddess me please
Bend your knees
Arch your back poke
sing this song
Nigga please, I'm carefree, it's really me
Love to my brother peace to my enemies
Godson the one to blow your mind like Kennedy
Flo cold
exemplified by such figures
As James Baldwin, Malcolm X
And Muhammad Ali but the racism
Of the times constricted
Their ability to give full
Rein to this spirit
call, comming in, stereo
On the phone, get the ho, everywhere we go
And if not, nigga please on your mom
Trigger squeeze, under these
While I fuck up
know but what you do
And your self judgment'll cut through you
No J-U-D-G-E-M-E-N-T
Can we just be Zen please?
No J-U-D-G-E-M-E-N-T
Can we just be Zen
real life hot
Homie, get your weight up
Fake niggas get sprayed up
My verbal AK slay faggots
And I don't mean no disrespect
Whenever I say faggot,
The way you take control of my
I move my best when you're by my side
Turn my flame to steam
Then turn my steam to breeze
You are my why
Dry your
of life, I'm tempted by hips though
Enslaved by lies and desire got me crippled
Taken and tied in a web by a widow
Please free my mind since I'm caught in
can get
Back to what I believe in?
Back to the old me and
God, please hear my call
I am afraid for me
Love has burned me raw I need your healing
I need
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