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Sloppy Kisses

Jesse Camp

Jesse & the 8th Street Kidz

1999

We made a pact that we would never look back
We tried to make it down the coast on our own
In a borrowed car between the seats and the stars
We

one family tonight
so get right over here and lets get down get funky tonight

'Cause you are my queen and there aint no doubt about it
and if you want

You gotta know
You gotta know
Summers here, summers here
And you gotta know
Sunshine, rainbows
No rain, a cool wind blows
Roses by the window
Summers

an angel but I guess it's in disguise

In my sight
Two bitches wearing skinny jeans tight
Hop in a rave got me looking bird eye
No cap got me on through

Just like whispers into the wind

Now you see life ain't always how it appears 
I've been knocked down enough to know how that feels 
Tonight I'll return

numb
Drink until my mind is gone
I drink from dusk till dawn
It dawned on me that this over
Moving on 'cause now I'm sober
Moving on my heart is colder

in my 824 in gold
You ain’t Hussle-in
Marathon is controlled
By the K-O
This is a knockout fa sho
Aye Kobe
I watched you take it all ove(r)
Getting it

Young rich nigga get money 
I dont feel no sorrow o o 
I dont feel no sorrow

Its not unusual for me to look forward to stress 
Either that or death that

when I looked back for more than a lifetime
She killed my stare
Stone dead
Stone dead
I'm a gambler by nature
Can't you see it in my face
And if the odds

But I skip over the Amenities
Swear you niggas clownfish it ain't shocking like anemone 
I'm like Dr. evil
You just mini me
You mimic me
Orchestrating

And love ain't what it seems
I been bursting at the seams 
Only work behind the scenes 
Our bodies are mere machines
I want a beamer x7
And the amp turned

of niggas stand for nothing these days, yeah

Life's a breeze, when you're chucking Bs
All over the streets, look and see
All your enemies, they be repping Cs

to that, she might be bold, might be holding back
But I bet she over that, shortie brought weed said "open that"
Changed the tune to Uzi, by the time we got

loneliness
Did it by myself I don’t owe you shit
Key to wealth already ain't notice it
I’ve got all in front of my face I got them all of my case
Memories I

Braaaaa 
Yung Bj I see you 
I go by the name Sauce to the Prince 
You gon Learn 
Yea 

See I'm in my zone boy
I'm coming for the throne boy 
King

baby momma
Hoe its money over bitches like a fraction problem
Now I ain't no mathematician
But we subtract some of the variables- I can show you what you

seein grewsum things 
The spread of the plague
All over the landscape 
All of you die
By my hand
Dragging you down to the depths 
You scream and you cry

it was okay, and though tomorrow might see rain
That sunshine finds a way to reappear
I’m still here
I ain't goin' nowhere

Immature, telling lies, never texting back
Got my brothers by my side, cause the never slack
Swear these girls out for blood, ready to attack
Breaking bonds

down
Shop still open like we cant close 
We was really posted in da bando
Quit jokin get lit like a candle
Get smoked taking shit we aint hand over
I got

watchin porn but I ain't bicurious

My heart broken so I put it in rice
Lookin nice piped her twice maybe I piped her thrice
Jesus Christ
Fat ass possessed

I feel so lonely, but now it's done
And I remember all those memories
Now I know what being lonely mean
People call me on the phone, but I'm always

rich ni*** get money
I dont feel no sorrow o o
I dont feel no sorrow
Its not unusual for me to look forward to stress
Either that or death that I help

VERSE 1

She's all real, stood by you through every ordeal 
Only reached your goals cos she assisted you more than Ozil 
Hit it raw then left her