Goo-Punch
Romeo Cook
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If the Christians Dior And the all devils in the details I pray I focus more Before you put it retail As I play upon the chords Watch you open up let me prevail Physical touch my love language And it seems your body speaks well Now articulate Matta fact, get a pillow face down, I want you to demonstrate While I get my demons straight, Hit curves; no breaks, ride me to heavens gates She can see in my eyes, Im the best to date I reciprocate the lies, cause she thinks I'm bait But imma Big fish, not for debate I've peeped the move, tell me what's the play I want mines off of GP Smoke down a plate to the OZ And as we swing from a high tree We can make this a thang if you low key Cause' now-a-days I groove too much These women claim the chefs loosing touch Nah, I've Never been the type to settle Ive Been real boy, ion know one Gepetto Tables start to turn like Scrillx, I can hear them niggaz whisper You can grab a jaw full of these and hold on tight that's for them critics Weather Jordan or Adam, God These moves I make sell out the garden I step light, like LA Gears, 90's vibes I'm her nostalgia You caught me in a daze My feelings screwed up If I don't choose her, I just might loose her So much time away, look how I use her Cause every few months, I need that Goo-Punch You caught me in a daze My feelings screwed up If I don't choose her, I just might loose her So much time away, look how I use her Cause every few months, I need that Goo-Punch Bounce on it like a pogo Give you dick by the boat load Gold bars I align, in the safe of my house, by the coke load I'm a Gemini , living both sides, doing flips with a Virgo And you wonder how Im livin', how im living You ain't ask what I asked for You ant f*ck her like the last stoke You ain't hustle like last hope You don't do that 9-5 to break bread with the homies Cause damn yall that close But you gone get it back, my guy Dont trip cause the universe works like dat And speaking of the work, we rehearsed On the phone, girl now you're here arch that back Good wood, f*ck the plans out her Show my main bitch the man power She only last bout half hour Grip that ass, get a laugh out her She throw it back, and Im like, Ouu She said you fucking with the right one I was like shit; you probably right Put yo' shoes on, let me buy you something Shawty got that Midas Shawty got that mutha fuckin Midas touch Sheeze And I'm here for it
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