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And my mind don't move swift
More like a faucet that drips
Keyboard keys at my tips
And in my lips I hold a spliff
While I write another...
Tragic story

the
draws
You know that she be good when I be the wall Spread it out, watch me fuck it and eat it

Eat a pussy and lips, and her feet and all
I can't drop

ORPcNED YELLOW LEcVES          Mark cnthony Burke
        
     I see your brown eyes staring out through a cloud of long black hair.
     cre those

a groupie
Black chucky doll
Call me young fucking nudy
Cashmere the seater jus like a coogie
Nigga a pussy I call him a coochie
Richard Millard on my wrist

Spilling your ration doing the pogo
A firing pin against the spine
There's no exit now from this compulsion
To put your lips on mine

The horizon is

enemy's my ogs take care of Me
My ogs take care of me by teaching things
I don't know every other day
Walking Through the fog wit
The blunt on my lip and my

your lips tight against a bud light
That's the luckiest damn thing in this bar tonight

Pretty brown eyes and a shot of Jack
Long legs long necks heart

diggin' my lingo
She on number cinco she lickin' her lips
I un-zippered my zip she know exactly where her face go
She thinkin' she Rubi but I just wanna see

Why does it have to rain on me
Cause I can barely see
Just the way it is
With the sweetness of her lips
I thought I was too blind
From this lustrous

anxious when I go, I keep the gas so I'm protected, man, I'm honest
Rolling by my lonely smoking dodie, i all be vibing
Why the fuck you out here screaming

ushered by phonies
The internet only purges the purest of purest
A black soul
Crooked smile
Hannibal Burress
Hard to find the cure when pain is the medicine

and by "we" I'm only tahm bout the kid
The one that never peak with his second blunt lit
And laid on his lip, passed around to all of the clique
He used

Rebuild
Sometimes it's hard, keeping composure
For the doers and dont'ers who be up in the way
A lot of talking, never walking, so I walk by self
Cause I

cause they can't keep they lips sealed
Niggas ran up in the crib and called the cops, I flipped the wheel, damn
Keep it real, know my niggas at the top

I ain't really trying to come on the beat like this though, but I mean, it's really whatever
Hey, I just smoked a quarter by myself, bih, I smoke

Intro + Vocal sample:
"Do it daddy, do it!"

Verse One: [St. Laviathan]
She lick me down and I let her
Kiss her tatts then undress her
Suck her lips

bitch keep your lips locked
one phone with four numbers
Some my dawgs is doperunners
Migo working with that fire flame Hot as four summers
black white

Runnin' their mouth, popin' they lip Think you the shit, nigga you wish
Wonder where your bitch, she suckin my dick Sike nah, let me pause real quick

By

that walks on the backs of kings
Speaking the blatant facts, no need to claim or retract
Ain't no taking back, like the grays taking over my blacks

Not

then you know I'm chillin' with the pussy lips

Gorilla better get a grip
Poured lean on my purples
I'm bought my money I won't hurt you
And if you black

I got the Valentine's Day blues,
nothing to win, nothing to lose.
No kisses across these lips.
No dancing hip to hip.
No palpitating heart,
just

Bullets hit anyone walking by straggling
She won my heart, but it's stuck in an avalanche
Get it back pussy boy down on his luck playing pity pat
Run

with my white tee showing, speed to the beach and then we chill by the ocean, we sip on coconuts and our lips keep on toastin, so anytime you wanna come

And the evangelist outcries
His sermon so assured
My reticence is vivified
If only truth were that black and white
If the reasons I
Can't love you were effable in kind