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before i need my mind
Flying with the fishes in the sky like i’m
Text me like i need you, ay
They all say same thang, ay
Money by the ocean, ay
She wet

some oil yea
I might just get her real hot
And that pussy drip wet so it boil yea
Man they call D Royal
Yeah they yeah they call me D Royal yea
Man they

he been missin'
Went through his phone saw our pictures
Dms got you in your feelings
Here come your post with no mentions
Hot and you bothered we

More than I can imagine
My face immersed inside her warm wet cavern of passion
Enjoying the flavour of her nature
Bathing my face in the juice that

the ball like durant do
My soul is the one that I can't lose
I soak up the sun like a sand doom
I'm holding up love with the bamboo
I'm rolling the blunt by

WATER

You know what it is Humble beginnings legendary ending baby 

Swag so fresh drip drop
So icy , can’t get hot 
Flow so wet ,make the ship rock

wet while I hit your spot Door and knobs I turn you out while you getting knocked
Nastier than dirty socks she drunk in love like 40 shots
By the way

down low
While I'm talkin' to you
Then find the spot that's wet and hot
Act like ya lickin' the plate
Then grab my ass and my titties
When my body start

on my gloves ain't squash no drink rate, still ride out and I get paid
My niggas are on whatever Any weather, they're always on hots
Send them up by

tripping
I'll start shooting like I'm cripping
Light your block up
Like it's christmas
And this is just beginning
I've embraced a life of sinning
By any

her eleven, was a cool time but she hot like a heater
She told me to slide, I guess she wanna see me, she gave me the top, she a gawk defeater

I'm

arms/ (Repeat) 


Verse 1:

You play too much-Thick as hell in that sundress/That lil pussy on wet wet no waterpark you make a mess/You play too much-Up

Go get a dude hot n get stuffed in a shoe box yea
I hop up in the whip n find a whore that pop pills
You put me on wax n you can call it a hot deal
Ya

em"
Raw I go in, wet like lotion
No commotion, speaker roasting
I'm hot smoking, bread French toasting
I'm past hot like I'm straight molten
Call me

"got em"
Raw I go in, wet like lotion
No commotion, speaker roasting
I'm hot smoking, bread French toasting
I'm past hot like I'm straight molten
Call me

but she gettin' down south (H-town)
Make a whole mess when I turn that thing around
She a fan so she clap fo' me
Got it wet like she gon' swim laps fo'

for me though
Rolling up a shell 
By myslef
Call me selfish
Kush still wet
In the shell
Bout to melt
I can tell shit
Sniffing in the air
Something smell

to the bay
By the way
Cops tappin my phone
Won't leave me alone
Gimme the throne
I'm the king of this block shit hot
Young boys running me packs
Give em money

Ahhhhhh yea yea
Take it slow
Take it slow oh oh
Top down bottles up
Champagne sip it up
Yea I love it when it's hot
All the girls give it up
Last

Got me read
In this bed
Feeling my chest
and the rest

Early morning
Grab the bull by the horn and
Enjoy the ride
Come inside

Don't stop just follow

Burning my face
Chilling my bones
By myself feeling so alone
Go on
Sining that song
Thinking you can't
Just do no wrong
Don't you cry
Never tried

to find a new clip
I wanna do good walk in MLK steps
But the pressures of life turn me to a misfit
Getting fuck by every angle
Whole dream tangled
Niggas

go dumb with the throat
She real wet in the body
Take a adderall she take a Molly
Now she ridin my dick like a Charli (woah)
She a gangsta lil bih' but

relaxed, with no sense of alarm.
The water got hot, but did out Bob hop?  
Nope - Bob did not.  He just stayed in that pot.
 
Will the rest of us awake?