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couldn't even bend it
You can't be runnin' out of time, its still a lot of livin
He couldn't even make his bed, cause he was hidin' in it
I'm so tired

clocks
Right twice in a day
So before I go to bed
And when I wake up I pray
No traces be sure to keep it clean
A doctor still and I got
The skills to take

shaking in summer linens
As icy stones grew between us
I lost sight of your eyes
And I'm looking for the crystals that we looked into together
Told us where

need to cut back

[Verse 1]
I smoke and drink, I cuss like sin
I smell like hotel linen and Gin
Cause I've been on a binge
Where I just sip and then grin

When my fingertips became strange
Saw you getting off the bed
And you didn't turn away

Your face, I wither
Baby, I couldn't hope you'd care,
You'd care,

kick it
I'm sinking my shit like I'm ready to dive
I feel alive
I'll be right there in minute
I just gotta cook in the kitchen
Changing my linen, my

Spread bed on the feet
Lead on your cheek, the cadillac from 73
Aqua marine with a popular fiend, uhh
Big Bird, Farrington alumnus
Mouth like a pussy, she

time 2x

Breakfast in bed, coffee, sulfur, and wine
I look out my window at the crack in the sky
white linen and laundry everyday we're inside
that thing

Berry body dressed in linen by Armani
Steppin' out the Scaglietti, smellin like Miyake
Me I play the Brera, that's Alfa Romeo
Never seen St. Tropez, but I

Wake Up

Mussilini

Coast II Coast [Screwed]

2003

grinning, to swim in my linen
I'm tilling my bidness, the bidness I'm tilling
I'm tilling my bidness, the bidness I'm tilling
What's up what's up, had lean

Turnbuckle Music

Smoke DZA

Rugby Thompson

people that's a stable
(Cut into your navel), Put 'em through the table.

Brushing Paris Holland Italy Pristina
Kosovo, Denmark, hopping out the bed

this sea of white linens and
Extract the drugs from her dreams
And sew her seams with delicateness,
'Cause beneath her chest sits the heart that I live

and then i seal it 
Cuz i be making millions stack it up right to the ceiling 
Invest in custom clothes yea i call em custom linens 
See what the future

the shower, yeah, baby girl, put your hair down
Fling off the towel, don't worry, girl, this our playground
You can dry off in linen, go, baby, lay down
Way

hear the sound of the clock go off and 

you can grab the linens 
we can make the bed all nice 
and watch a movie in it 
talk about your day all night

the place 
Dream all over the place, dream all over the place

Fast forward as I sat on the bed,
You, you had come to see your American White linen

the bed and get into the mood
Swear I'm in love with the way that you move


[Chorus: Mia Smith]
Who do you think of when it's just you and the moon
When

Gucci linen pattern match my kicks
She got them big ol' tit's
That match her hips
And my niggas batter up, you get pitched
She want love when Pressa

Lost to these linens my tasteless affections
Are buried in the past feelings so fleeting
Yet never completing
The thoughts I quelled to last i saw

moves
We making moves
We making moves

Take it as far
As you wanna
No point to
Live within limits
Skinny dippin in linens
Only expensive tendency
Don't

critics
Yeah my sheets linen, and you know my tweed fitted
I'm just serving everybody like a free clinic
Picture my ass at the top, guaranteed image
Really

like, "what?" Niggas like
"get down!
" (When was this?) I'm like, "nigga, I got on white linen"

Fuck it, I mean we gotta kill what we eat
Right? It's not

of that shade you throw
Still can’t avoid your glow
Oh yeah and your skins like linen
Reminiscing on the times I was in it
We were fucking in the real raw

through the veil
And I couldn't hide

Our bed, I rest my head
I lie with you, but I've lain with others too
Linen, frayed at the ends
But you condescend, my