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by the demons I come from 
A kingdom higher than our sun in the sky way up  
Think about that flame, we call it love that burns inside of us 
I'm

love a lil homebody, stay out the way, I like my bitch untouchable
I been running it up, fuck them shoebox dreams, I'm tryna stash in a duffel

And I'm

in mask, I feel like Fredo
Phenny in my liquor cup, numbness in my liquor cup
I bend her over, lick her up, she over sweet like honey bun
Haters still

at the 5, bitch, you know we tryna spin
Check the score, we up by 4, I let em go, we bound to win
I done got down to the 3, like, what the fuck, I'm going in

and catch the fuck up
All my niggas sour, patch your ass the fuck up
Your niggas just flour, no dough and no nuts
They sweet as Dunkin' Donuts, end up lunch

and drive off the lot
Cuz that's what you do when you ballin
Like Two Four
My bro got the llama we callin him Kuzco
When I give her dick call me Papi no Chulo

sweet, got her fucking up my eyes
I tell you bring the heat if you coming after us

Bitch, TPC not folding for no game now
We holding 4G out, it's close
We

I really love to run it up
Yeah
I'm with my homie in the cut
Woah
Smoking OG like a skunk
Oh yeah
Dont push up on me try your luck
No way
I failed if

fo real tho

I don’t love them HOES, I just bang them HOES
Keep the drakeo loaded for all my foes
No fake love, No new friends
When I met you NIGGA’S

4:44
Got the rupees on a mission, on a high
For love or, war
Concrete waves get destroyed, on a lie
Getting new toys, getting paid day by day
Ill

on paper
4x5, 11, 5x8
So much music room in your face
Sorry
Know that just talking about it drives you crazy
It's crazy you sit by unsupportive when I found

funny
Brand new whip cost brand new money
Grand old keys make beats sound funny
All these streets been grey, turned sunny
And I ran through sweet like my

the name calling is getting out of hand
You say I'm a bitch but fell in love with one from Onlyfans
And I don't speak bad bout the dead so I hope that she

Now it’s hard to think

Thinking bout the times we had 
Thankful that I got a dad 
Love it how she like me for the good and done forgot my past 

Happy

it
Chasing dollars, and when I finally get it
So, I let it grow on, day by day
I guess till I get old, or till I finally know
Heart froze, from lack

the floor
Feel the beat, ask for more
Hands up high, let it go
In the rhythm, lose control

Hands in the air, everywhere
Our sweat, we share
Step by step, in

like you love 'em right now
And all my bitchy little kitties say "Meow"

Petting on my pussy like he wanted me
Wanted me to
Do you do what you cat wants

escape
That's why you stay awake, can't sleep

And he's got super senses
Like Marlon Wayans of Senseless
So sensitive
Affected by the past and the present

will die
Killer on the road, yeah.

Girl you gotta love your man
Girl you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you

Chorus: Yo! Lamarra let me say I think your love so divine, 
the way you stole my heart a beautiful crime.
And I could search this whole wide world

Written by 
Cornelius Raynor Jr

Twisted
It can be twisted
I know my brain can be twisted
But I love my bae cause she with it

I know my brain that

was too hitched on that new Colorado
Said I'm too sweet so you went full throttle
These women don't even really be moving me the same
Fuck around

A Postcard to Nina

Jens Lekman

Night Falls Over Kortedala

2007

Oh

Oh God, what have I done?
I came to Berlin to have some fun
The clock on the wall strikes four, five, six
My eyes caught by a big crucifix

Yeah
What's up, baby?

Say, "Cheese"
Steppin' out, purple Mercedes (yeah)
Fall in love, why don't you make me? (Come make me)
You want