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build a life for three
Me you and happiness
That all We'll ever need 
Yeah uh

Brace face my life is complicated 
Cream of the crop so ain't fuckin wid no

soaking wet
Cream my fuckin face girl
Don't hold it back

Now there come a time and a place
Where every nigga get nasty on his song
I'm about to get very

arms she longs to be in
He's hot and he has it going on

Looking in the mirror, she's seen better days
A has been, cold cream covers her face
Another

now when you dial it's out of state
I'm probably in the penthouse smoking Russian cream to the face
I'm used to second place but I had to pick up

being played
Now I nut on her face
Louis V Givenchy Ice Cream
Mix it up perkys and lean
Love money all you see is green
5k what it cost for the tee
Spend

knocking every door
With no idea what I was looking for
Now every time that I see your face
I melt like ice cream on an august day
The world was grey and it

they be claimin' the cream
So many faces, a dreidel, a cable, a lotto, a motto, a wave in a table

I synthesize, callin me Walter White
Flingin a rock,

I see up in her eyes, 
•On that pretty face shawty leaves me hypnotized, yeah,
•Come here baby girl seduce me,
•Put that ice cream on my face like

of the laundry, I pull out the watering can
I journal the dreams, I put all the creams on my face
It's my silly little life with my pretty little dreams
Go to work,

Sugar coat it then make him lick it out 
It's real soft everybody wanna taste 
Soft serve vanilla ice cream in his face
Twerk contest on south beach I won

above your head
You hanging off the bed

I grab on your waist, you cream on my face
When I lick your spot
Now your legs are shaking
Love we're makin

All

avoided, buy wrinkle cream for our face
Cover the grey in your hair, and make sure you watch your weight...
But I've got different ideas...

For almost sixty

Top of the top top of the top top of the top
Cream of the cream cream  of the cream
Cream  of the cream  of the crop
Top of the top toppidi  toppidi

On the top of his glock
I'ma young country nigga
The cream of the crop
Face ID to the game
Cause' I got it on lock
Issa bout drive when I flow like the rock

of places
At the fete she's painting faces
She sells ice cream
And even runs the gift shop on the moon


Miss Rabbit is busy
Busy busy busy
Miss Rabbit's busy

when you moving towards outer space
Rabbit this a turtle race
Donatello purple face
Wrapped in a Backwood Russian Cream with no trumped cases
Got

the creme de la creme you're just whipped cream
Better get your face paint, better your moves neat
Get your clown nose on, hit a dance for me
I'm winning, I'm

an ice cream on his face
i am so cold
i've got iceicles on my waist... yeah

I'm out in the cold, yes I'm out in the cold
I'm out in the cold, yes I'm out

the answers to life
It’s gonna cost a payment
But I can tell you bitch
Yeah
Faces churning like some ice cream
The psyche it excite me
Yeah it might be

cause they was with me for the loss
Forever
And til Wee free its fuck the law, long live my brother James 
For Beata pour the lean out, Russian Cream

By the skin of my teeth
So you best believe
I follow my creed
Some days I’ll bleed in my white T
I’ll tat my face
Like the gucci Ice-cream
Try to track

on Afterpay
Cream on her face like after shave
Hoein from Melbourne to Adelaide
Sydney, Perth then back to base
It's a trap you can't escape
She suck your dick

more than the car in your drive
And the chain on your neck
Or the cream on your face 
And the size of your chest
Put it to Rest

People need not be

worried bout you eatin'
Unless they eatin' off yo plate 
Need a big house
With a guard at the gate 
Chain on my neck 
Like the ice cream on Gucci face

Yea