Lyrics:
through the night
I said, your body is a cravin' to be loved oh so right
Cause you're callin' out for that sweet Lick Stick Flick Nasty through the night
a check for my mother
In a whip all vintage just gliding
Tryna flick thru notes just doing my ting
I was out with the brodie just sliding
He ain’t even been
All in the flick of the wrist
Waiting for homies to share
Know that we're better than this
Sending it up like a prayer
Look at them flick through
all the shit make it flip, like Judo
Who know, what the kid, gon do Tho
He goin sick, better gimme kudos
Free throw flick thru the rim, get Two mo
Been
at the scene of a heart attack
As I'm talking about your ghost
And I flick through the pages you had wrote so fast
And my voice begins to choke
As you said
Dear
And when you realise loving
Him is a losing game
You flick through the chapters
But can't find the last page
He's ripped it out
But remeber what they told
Get home with your laundry
Throw the bag on the couch
Switch on the TV
Flick through the channels
Switch it off then pick up a magazine
Notice how
soon
And when I flick through the pictures
In my mind, in my memories
Our lives all seem so small
And I can't escape the thought
That if I could relive
refrain from swaying it
Probably shouldn't white this out
No need to, make up what I write about
I flick through, and I watch it as it all comes
Back to me,
Flick through and forget your first intents
to get drown in regrets finds a million arguments
One two how to reinvent yourself.
Back to maybe make a new
little birds, flick through the ashes
Pick and peck, but swiftly sift through the ashes into the pot
Listen well, son, Milky-White must be taken
little birds, flick through the ashes
Pick and peck, but swiftly sift through the ashes into the pot
Listen well, son, Milky-White must be taken
But no I do not wanna miss when that girl chichi takin flicks
Chi snapping flicks (Chi snapping flicks)
Through the years I see my Chains gettin bigger
It used to be when I woke up
Before i even poured a cup
I'd reach for a smoke not screen
But now I flick through the social thread
I'm filled with
squeeze, pal
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Quick, little birds
Flick through the ashes
Pick and peck, but swiftly
Sift through the ashes
Into the pot
a cheap one, my flows money
Your fams hear my words, like gym class bubble
Call that a discreet one
Got so many bangers on my mac,
when I flick through fam,
Dust off that dusty photograph
And think of how we laughed
Roll up those shutters to your shop
Cos now this circus got to stop
Flick through
Shake hands as they make a deal
And superman can't save us now
'Cause we know that he ain't real
Na, heroes they're made up kid
As you flick through all
She's on her way again through London town
Where she eats a tangerine, flicks through a magazine
Until it's time to leave her dreams on the underground
takes the train again
She's on her way again through London town
Where she eats a tangerine, flicks through a magazine
Until it's time to leave her
She's on her way again through London town
Where she eats a tangerine, flicks through a magazine
Until it's time to leave her dreams on the underground
to be heard
The carousel is spinning
Death is at the door
And you flick through the channels
Flick ash on the floor
And you’re lifting her head to bed
And flick through every channel
Channeling those memories
Trying to put an end to these
I don't need you now
I don't need you now
I don't need you now
of the secrets of this place
Why'see the late night flick knives
Glitter through the window, careful where you go boy
Those knives are flick flack
Flagging through
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