Lyrics:
really got to say I cleaned the blood From your pillowtop And I brought you clothes And I took you home And I walked With your widowed soul Last to leave
talk Wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark E'rybody wanna pop that pop Wanna drop that stop with a pillowtop I get a call from Young Bop, he up
bottle pop whisky top Running through your blood til Your kidneys pop pillow talk Leave your lips on top of your pillowtop Pop you while your roof off
know what to do but Wrestle this pillowtop Wait for the shoe to drop Have I a Lion Heart Or just a lying heart Goddammit Right now I am down but I got
pero tamo' coronao' Mis barras son pillowtop tan' jevi' de lo 2 lao' Los que me dieron 2 meses pa'que yo me descarriara, todavía me tan' esperando Y
pillow-top plush to memory foam squirm. But what truly matters, the one thing I need, Is the space to rest easy and a good night's reprieve. I want a double
it on the money, blame it on the money Blame it on the money, blame it on the money Pillowtops on them cheeks Right back to the chill spot with
on the money, blame it on the money Pillowtops on them cheeks Right back to the chill spot with the freaks She work out, had the ill thighs with the cheeks
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