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it a little nibble, a little lickin'
Wrap my arms around you, tell you, you the one I be missin'
Our lips lock and in lust, we be sinkin'
No more

anger like fucking spoild child
She don't need a reason

But the sex is so fucking sweet because she is up for anything and little more
Her body all

I'm safe anywhere

The little things in life
Scares me as the day goes by
The more I learn 'bout it
The more I fear for it

Am I getting older?
Cause

innocence is long gone
Replaced it by the truth
Hard pills to swallow,
Like you didn't eat food
And I still feel guilty for it
Even though it wasn't my fault

and porous,
And I'm missing one-or-more inner organs,
Ends, odds and duodenums,
Caught up in morphin with endorphins coursin,
Waddling around on all four limbs,

As you realise you're still holding me by the hand
And I wouldn't say it's been too long but it's been a little while

And if I wake in the morning and I

Don’t call me when You need me,
Don’t call when You’re alone
The moment when I close the door
I let these feelings go

You made me feel brighter by

off
Maybe cuz its feeling so right

I wanna rise with you in the morning
A little love to feel more alive
I want those eyes to never be lonely
Lets make

Put on some lipstick
Get on your clothes
You look a little tired baby

We can go see a picture
Maybe a show
Have a little fire lady

Maybe a bit

You're the best kinda buzz
More than your arms I want holding me tight
Can't deny that little spark between us
Yeah
We kinda fit like a glove
Well it's

(strings)
Runnin' in the club, ice on the ring while I got bottles up
I'm a big dawg, you a little pup
She got more tipsy by double cups

Get my bands up

Let me know
You still think about us
Like we used to do
Let me go
It s not good for the both
We re getting more hurt

Time s passing by
And I forget

I think I understand what I want from life
Before I was satisfied with you by my side
But with this time alone
I got little intimate with myself
I

Cannot talk ya got me shellshocked
(So stupid)
Dreamin' that ya make my bed rock
(So lucid)
Must've really been a headshot
(By Cupid)
Know ya make me

I was warned
I was warned
Nigga blinded By her beauty
I was told
I was told
She be in these streets
Baddie ruthless
Now I'm cold
Now I'm stone
Keep

the sand
My drive got enough horsepower to battle your ram
You think you fathom this rhythm 
I'll be writing more jams
Got more of them than DeAndre Jordan

how to dodge that shit, years go by, ain't never changed that shit!
Been subtracting people more, adding very few, multiply my focus, divvy down

Little by little, relieving more stress

I've been there too often
I spent too long feeling so awful
Letting my ego be the thing I'd go follow
I'd turn

a choice
Not really
Think theyll be less afraid and give me some more time if I pay all the fees?
Thats the spirit Mr . McBride
Let me check
(Praying) 
God

I'm In my head again
All these nights alone
When I know you're with him
Baby I wish I treated you more delicate
I need you to know that you're

feel like this

But I think we could be something special, oh
And I think we could be more than friends, oh
Ever since the day, oh, that I met you, oh

Is it just me or are things more difficult these days
I mean, even the most mundane tasks are done in
The most convoluted of ways
How the hell can

a little louder on the beat
A little more (More)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Sing (Sing)
Yo, why are you

and believe and harvest
Seed for the girls who's looked down by the world set em free
(Let me switch it up a little bit)
Took our credit didn't need a loan