Lyrics:
these people
we're getting some more
Sometimes I'm cheeky
Your manners are hot
My heels you're carrying
One reason to tie the knot
You are worthy
Your
bills in my account
I got three shorties going down
Your main girl in my main account
Blonde one coming from outta town
My emo girls just like my sound
It goes around like a meth rock
Time ticking on the meth clock
(Tic toc tic toc tic toc)
Booty shorts on the orphans
(No)
Chloroform in the orchids
and dream lyrics
If you got no flip in your script, we ain't tryin' to hear it
The cypher's crazy tight, like an undersexed stunt
If you got skills then
Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy
I know it ain't easy being left on your own
Why did you leave
Dear God, can you hear me?
I'm on my knees
I was born here surrounded by enemies
And they just turned the light
I took my medication
It's been
like a ghost
Nobody sings joy, not 'round here
So Donna presents us a joke
Three ladles of hot soup and love in the air,
could it be someone's old life
of knowledge
Saturnine as the hammer god
Hammering, getting it on
Meet me by the waving rye
The question mark in the scarecrow's eye
Gaelic runes
me
I need that fan on me, yeah
Man I'm too hot
I'm like the sun
Don't put your hands on me, yeah
Might burn shit down
No time for clowns
My dogs they
me pumps I think my eyes are damaged,
My pants are getting tight & oh it's so hot,
Twisted brains rot that's class rock.
Chorus
You better call
good for a laugh
looking for a gentleman to blow it up her arse
he's a stiff mesiah hot off the cross
she's a burning pyre made of candy floss
d.j. moses
And all I ever hear from you is blah blah blah blah blah
Words just like a spice
A little bit makes the dish taste nice
Use too much you'll find it burns
I'm hot you're cold
You go around like you know
Who I am but you don't
You've got me on my toes
I'm slipping into the lava
And I'm tryin' to keep
Face is hot
You call me dumb again
I know I'm not
It's not the same thing as just
Being wrong when I'm gone with just a t-shirt on
I just thought
dive off the deep end
Or try drivin and sleepin
You mad cause I'm on and I'm eatin
Rather see me carried by six
Or in the back seat on a ride
Like Pablo said
I aint rich
I'm just a poor nigga with money
You told me don't stand by that corner
I still did it anyway
I needed cake
Cracking
heart is aching for more
But you're hard to love
You started as a friend but now it's hot
Hard to love
Don't tell me that you wanna call it off
I
Like Pablo said
I aint rich
I'm just a poor nigga with money
You told me don't stand by that corner
I still did it anyway
I needed cake
Cracking
Somewhere in your arms
I feel lonely I feel small
Desperate for attention
But baby you know that's not me
Hot like mid July
Yellow in your eyes
gonna find me
It's not likely; their brains is blown out
You're chasing a ghost with no brakes to slow down
Hundred-proof octane, ready to drink bitch
Mama that you'd be in by ten
Well, Susie baby, looks like we goofed again
Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie
We gotta go home
Wake
call, the devil inside me responds
In the back of my mind I see it all, the bourbon and the red-hot blondes
And a man on his doorstep showin' no signs,
afraid of being afraid fear digs heroes as well as graves NOT AFRAID OF BEING AFRAID(4x) It's like growing up in your body and mind and opening up your
to destroy black activists
Half of y'all is performers and actresses
I keep at least a 100 grand in the mattresses
Shit so hot, soon as I write it I get
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