Lyrics:
Nothing can quench my thirst
My every desire insatiable
I’m crawling in and out of love
Every 9 seconds
He smiled as he said we had a bit of a fuck
the words
Spose who the fuck they preferred
Repping the 'burbs, worked my tail off
Voicemail box full like it
Had seconds and thirds
Used to have the swagger
we’ll do to get it
Talk about it a little, next thing forget it
It’ll rule your whole life if you let it
I don’t believe that it’s
Only every 6 seconds
I kissed a girl and it wasn't you, baby
It's not my fault that I'm second-hand faded
What makes it worse is that we both were naked
And that's only
environment
Take notice of the smell of it
And do it for the hell of it
Close your eyes for a second
I know your mind’s restless
But just for a little bit
it's getting worse, Looptroop is on the rise
At times you'd like to press pause, no more ciaos and adios
But I'll be back in bit, now I'm out, business
I don't know if I am happy with anything anymore
I'm not complaining I'm just a bit unsure about
Who I am where I stand, when does my part fit in
I know I'm unavailable so you gotta settle
You still a baddie looking little bit like Zoe Kravy
A blasian baddie in my contacts I ain't have
knowing, you know in, in what direction to go
What things to do or how to, how to live my life properly
Life is interesting though, it's a bit of a search
sound like this, sound like that
Well all them niggas that I sound like, sound like Jazz
Fell off for a bit, 'til I bounced right back
But I'm that
guy
Oh man and they're farming in the 50's
There's chores to do and bills to pay
There's a second baby on the way
That spring the hard times sure
I saved the best one for the second dance
If you wanna dance with me by chance
Then we'll get drunk and have a heart-to-heart
You'll say a perfect
second to the top
Going all the way, you know I got to get it
Never flop, man step up in the dance and then we're wrecking up the spot
It's crazy how
It was love at first sight
On the second of July
Met her on the third floor
Four times in one night
It was a little bit of magic
a bit much
I'm gon' call you when I leave baby pick up
I hit the second date it took me 6 months
Flossin' the red seats on the Benz truck
And had her
close like I'm in your frame
Squint your eyes a bit and bring us back again
Again
Again
Again
Look at you here, just like I remember
It feels
benefits
But the second that it doesn't, you're irrelevant
So it's only day ones that I'm steppin' with
And any other nigga actin' salty can get peppered
I could fly away
Four in the morning and I'm wide awake
Hey, I know I got a bit of liquor in my veins
And every time I say I'm gonna change
But
the dugout raw sniffing
The bombs ticking, the second the songs written
They'll all fall victim, and left with their balls missing, like a neutered dog
Kill
It's grown since then though that second album man was so old-school
Folks called it old Princeton
I'm still penny-pinching though it sold fine
My
check, I stepped out of the wreck
Jetted downtown for seconds, though I should go in Sweetwater
Not to eat all the wings but to bring a complete
And y'all don't want to be inside the precinct
Dirt-bag bunkie gon' be telling you what he think
Had to reevaluate a little bit and rethink
If I ain't trim
didn't want me
Ex didn't need me
Half of them left, and the rest finna breeze me
Gets blessed 'til I second guess rest 'til it freeze me
There's
Can I get a witness, church
Call me winston, Downhill rolling bit the dust
See my queen on her own, I'm like i'll go dutch
And Julian has been my
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