Lyrics:
texting you ('cause I'm fucked up right now)
Drunk texting, drunk texting you
If by chance you're laying next to someone else right now (girl, I)
I-I
Holdin' on to her waist while I hit it from the back
If she come wit 'Pussy Popper' she ain't never comin' back
Rough sex, talkin' dirty, yea she into all
than them
You can't have no Mr. Childs eating Panda Express
I'm burning sage in the studio 'fore I let niggas near
I leave my weapon by the speakers
I'm like hey (I'm like hey) by the way (By the way)
I been hearing things you know
Yeah, I know the shit you say
I'm like hey (I'm like hey) by
Young girls, big lips
Sex and beer and acid trips
I should be dead by now
Dead Drunk, Waisted
Wake up in a stranger's bed
I should be dead by now
I
(Yung Lan on the track)
Whole fifty K spent for my bags, I ain't have a pot to piss in
Wish I recorded that last time when we was by the beach
to work (mwah)
Red on red, in a 'Vette 2020 (get in now)
Skinny jeans, BGE on my hoodie (right now)
So much money, I forgot where I put it (where it go?)
Somebody New
Giving You That Extra Spark
Dipping In Your Goodie Jar
This Could Be By Far
The Worst Case Scenario
Someone Else Zipping Up Your Dress
and yuh right
Yuh need a gyal like me by yuh side
Yuh toxic and mi love exercise
Stress mi out, all yuh want, it's alright
What's a girl to do when
Friend of mine, sex is child inside
Adored by that sex, soaked in wine
The dark world we hide
Paint the child to entice...
Rain, suicide is
can buy sex
Money can't buy you sleep but
It can buy a bed do you possess money or by
Money are you possessed
Money can buy you a house but
It can't buy
to my crib, we blow by the Os
Kush, you already know
It ain't in a joint, we don't even smoke it
I keep a bitch gettin' stoned
We wakin' and bakin',
Jean
The way we're movin' by the end of the song
They're gonna have to pull the fire, fire alarm
Subliminal, sex
Drippin' in, sweat
I'm losing my,
Jean
The way we're movin' by the end of the song
They're gonna have to pull the fire, fire alarm
Subliminal, sex
Drippin' in, sweat
I'm losing my,
got her singin' the greatest sex
Now on dubs, rollin' up, into the club, raisin' 'em up
Now we in the back, blazin' 'em up, dice in hand, shakin 'em
wailing like rough sex|Got a bunch of baby mamas|I ain't got no kid by none of them|All I do is supply the goods,|And feel me all up in they stomach|And I
before the mural
A stretch before the jump
Does she love me? Does God know I'm here?
I'm thinking about god
I'm thinking about sex
I've been holy all day
aspect
I Love it, when I'm high
I'm at my Best, when I'm hiiigh
I like my sex, when I'm hii-iiigh
Cash, Tecs flash Tecs
When I ride through ya projects
I hear they're trying to make us all the same
It's mind control by any other name
Who's gonna pay the price
For this foolish paradise
Oh Momma
the truth if my body and hair is sacred
Then why we can't be naked in public
It's totally natural like sex is but this is
A law that had to be
coming bruh
2020 living I'm giving up on the funny stuff
And anybody thinking they're winning
Wouldn't of done enough
Alright I'm sick of this shit
Prayin' every day I’m living
It's a cold world that we live in
But it's a code that we all live by
What they doing over their side can
Never apply on this
I was orphaned by droid forces
Formed in the Clone Wars
Adopted by warriors and trained behind
Closed doors of fortified coverts where the
Armor is
love me I will say it right back
If you tell me that u need me I will stay close by
All our memories as friends we have come this far
And I know that u
.jpg/225px-Music,_sheet_(AM_1999.155.96-5).jpg "Larry Coleman 2020")
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