Lyrics:
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
meadows
‘Til haunted by the overarching silhouette of stilettos
Achilles heel stirs up Mai Tais, in sheer lace top thigh highs
God, time flies when
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
I'm talking drive-through
Ah-ooh, in the back seat, feelin' amused, yeah
Feel the breeze going by
This weed that I'm smoking keep me so damn high
Find
hope thing stay this way
On a trip so far away
Sitting in the sand on a beach by the bay
The sun is shining and we're catching rays
We're catching rays
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Never seen so many cloudy days
Used to live a mile high closer to the rays
I'm ways out of my comfort zone
So here's another song
Wondering if
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
J'édifie, j'y met la pierre
Eliminer fait la paix
J'me sens solo dans ma course
Je vois leurs yeux quand la 'ghini zoom
Ils ont le blues dans leur mini coop'
troubles And your blues
Fly out to Punta Cana and
Get caught up in the mood
We can whip by the coast and
Let the drop top loose
We can stop at the beach
to change
By changing my past ways
Got me a pad
A couple of ashtrays
I close the blinds
To keep out the sun rays
Its
Enjoying my last days
Yeah
I'm joking
I
hit it first" by Ray J
Made a painting of my favorite artists
And I was like everybody black
Looked at my skin, dang, would you look at that
I'm east
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Eyes sky blue
Probably d-cups too
Skirt so short she can barely move
Long high heels too
Bright red lips
She's got a sweet ass too
I just want to love
Floating through the night clouds
Setting sails up high
In a lit-up sky
We're flares in the dusk
Not a thing can hold us
Just two sparkling rays
On the ocean
than anyone else
In your high heels and a fancy dress
But inside your head
There's nothing left
Now i see you lying still
Your face is cold and blue
Too
mind state deeper than the Mariana Trench
I, scooped shorty by the Verrazano
Took her home baby blue no Carolina
I let her ride up on this anaconda
Then
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
of rebirth for me
Peace and love through blue skies
Walking in spring air, dancing through the high
Rays of hope through daylight
Finally reached home past
[Chorus]
Bad bitch long hair skin pretty curvy ass
Flat stomch double ds please be the Berkin bag
Designer heels Hermes pants how you fit in that
Blue Jay
Talkin' to me like they really wan' be on my side
But do they?
Got a VV wrapping all my bands
And 'em bills all got a blueface
Flyin high, with
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