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asked me why
Looked her right in the eyes
I fall in love all the time
There's no difference tonight
Press play clothes off now we getting lost
Red wine

SCUSE IS THE BOOZE

Rum, Scotch, Vodka on the rocks
Snake Wine, Pink Gin, I'll drink anything

Tell me I have to go home
I'm tired but so afraid of my bed

like aged wine, aged wine

Pink skies, cigarettes
I don't even know what she said
Blank face, two pieces
Pick it up
Make you believe it
Color code on my

Baby likes strawberry wine |Pink Flamingoes Patsy Cline |Lately she turns on the radio |watches Saturn revolve |to get high |it's not enough being

magenta metallic pink seats
white wine as I rhyme out my mind 
beyond the cosmos get my feelings aligned 
you know my style 
you know my aura 
find me

Don't want you to stay around 
In your feelings 

High June 
Green trees 
Sunshine 
White dreams 
Sweet wine 
Pink sky
It's the mildest high 

Mildest

When the sun turns the sky into a pink glass of wine
I am walking alone, and I am far from doing fine
Cause I need my baby here with me, with me

oh why, put your left hand on The Bible
And lie, oh my, sipping more of that Pink Moscato
Just wine, and dine, come on lil' bitch, vámonos
Popping

Look at me
I'm a little bit of sugar and lot of spice
No pink champagne, expensive wine
Just whiskey on ice

Every now and then I get a little bit

and throw that shit back like I told you
She love Ace Apollo, its pink like Moscato
We been sippin' wine so you know we ain't sober
Plus you like to swallow,

Baby I, don't die, you so fie
You genuine , what's your sign
Black rose, see ya pose, pink uh, pink toes
Doing everything you know, wine just take your

Do you remember?
Said it'd be easier if I was dead
'Cause whenever
You try to start something, I'm in my head

Pink skies, red wine
I called

violent pinks and white wines
The devils rolling sixes messages hanging from the vine

I don’t know why I’m addicted to pain
Nowhere the answer I can’t hide

would say
Dammit all, alcohol

Barley wine, pink gin, he'll drink anything
Port, pernod or tequila
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks
As long as all his

pocket, got a real glutton
That boy a weasel, grab his hat, I told him, "Check my mink"
Ayy, ayy, raise your glass, I turn the wine pink
Make him blink,

day
Call me papi so I pull up with some El Jeffe
By the store and I cop a bottle
Of your favorite wine yeah pink moscato
Either your new nigga start

Alcohol

Hailey Tuck

Junk

Who thought I would fall
A slave to demon alcohol

Barley wine, pink gin
He'll drink anything
Port, Pernod or tequila
Rum, Scotch, vodka

the A to California
Girl your pussy so pink I can chew 
(Yessir)
Sipping wine it's minutes to 2 
(Such a blur)
I just spilled lean on my shoes
All this self esteem...
I

yeah
When I met you inna classroom
Fine now
We don’t gotta do the class rules
Wine down
Pink moscato onna full moon
Snack sound
I don’t even need a big

short, I’ll Usain Bolt to your loving
I know
You heard about me, was a doggy in my day
Just need
Got her sprung off a cup of the pink rosé now she wine for

to spend some time with the shrink
She dream of Maseratis Rolls Royce and Black Bugatti's
Silk pajamas gold jewelry goods from over seas
Imported wine

Sarcastic smiles
Pink bubblegum and cherry wine 
Finger paints and soul mates and losing my mind 
Bathroom tiles 
Loving breaths and silver body

want to hurt you

cnd you seein me right
You know I can't hurt you
Just hold me


Pink you taste like wine, wastin on my time 
Girl you think I'm lyin

SYNC 
BABY TAKE THIS D
 WE SWEATING IT OUT LIKE A HOT TOTTY 
CAUSE I LIKE YOU YOU LIKE WE DRINK 
SIPPING ON WINE MOSCATO PINK 
MAKE YA BOAT FLOAT IT WONT