Lyrics:
And all it takes is a text to my phone
I'll beat it up, up
Yup, yup
No talk, only action
Make that box Spring like a mattress
Baby girl know what's
Go and get your bed rest
Fall sleep to the sound
Of a box-spring mattress
Wake up to the buzz of your phone
Tells you you're not alone
Don't know
look into your eyes
See I spring like a mattress open on the side
A bitter man said to play it sly but
I miss my chance like every fucking night
Now
One
Bounce
Two
Bounce
Three
Bounce
Like the springs in a mattress
One
Bounce
Two
Bounce
Three
Bounce
Like the springs in a mattress
Shawty make it
a brand-new box spring mattress
What? You know, bitch, you got a lot to learn
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what I'll do
And one
a brand-new box spring mattress
What? You know, bitch, you got a lot to learn
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what I'll do
And one
somethings, cigars and pinky rings
I'm a big screw up in this shit like E-40 and the Click
Paper all up under my box spring mattress choppers on top
is blue
How about you
Coming around to see me in the spring
Mattress on my bed, there's one sheet missing
Since last July, I don't know why
I
Even when these mattress springs can't hold us, we still sleep
No matter how much weight these bags can hold, we still carry them
I'm wondering if
honest with the dead
My last breath is yours to keep
So put it in a locket
Pretend I might come back again
Cramped halls
Mattress springs squeak
What
All alone
On the floor
Next to your twin-bed box-spring and mattress
The door
Is ajar
From afar
You can hear bands practicing
And when they
deep inside
The springs inside the mattress
Where I cry my dirty secrets
'Cause I just can't shake this feeling
That I'm nothing in your eyes
Well
everywhere
Dat bumsy fulla spring liker under a mattress
She bend her back and roll it
She let it outta control
I love how d bumsy roll gyal
You put me in
back like you'll never let go
Box spring mattress shaking off the bed posts
I told you baby
I can get you crazy, make you lose your fucking mind
Tell me
box-spring mattress on the floor
Stole every time I was at the store
Ran up a check ain't gotta do that no more, no more
Ask if I'm faded of course, of course
left
Upstairs, there's an illness I know for sure
Sitting on a cold spring mattress I couldn't ignore
Her father's booze on her bedside table
Decisions
to the bottom of it
We ain't gotta call it love
But we can say it's practice
Wearing out the springs
On this king-sized mattress
Baby let your hair and your
blurry in front of me
And the floorboards feel like mattress springs
As the fog rolls in my vision sleeps
There’s a blanket pulling over me
As the fog
with endorphins
And you star in magazines
We draw liquor from the mattress springs
It ain't over 'til the last bell rings
Got more highs, you and me
the mattress springs
Patterns merge behind your eyes
Purple and green, glowing gently
and all is soft with furry darkness
You yawn once
turn on your side
can't stop thinking about the white Jesus they sold ya
Attention Soldier
You forget Sweet Dreams are made of this spirit not this spring filled mattress
on max, track dumb nigga bring that back (okay!)
Drop heat off spring, no mattress (yea!)
Big VYSE top 3, no cap (yea!)
Need a milli, I can't relax (yea!)
And I still hear the screams
Under my mattress box springs, I still see the C.R.E.A.M
Mac 11 next to Grammy invitations
I'm never quiet, tell my niggas
a bit of ass kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and often
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