Lyrics:
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
link
Never let it known when we be in them sheets
I dig in deep
Pin you to bed just like a Jesus peace
Keep it discreet
Slidin for the vibe
It made you
an eight, and a whole lot of vodka
If I take another shot
I'd be face like a boxer
12 AM tryna figure out my options
I'ma call baby over to the
Sheets
anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know
what I mean." She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over
her mouth.
Lets lay in bed all day watch Casablanca, read Hemingway
Never leave the comfort of your sheets, nothing else comes close competes
Kiss until our
Who be first to catch this beat down?
My rap pages be the source, ego trip remain victory and no loss
Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets
to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over
Her mouth. "I'll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," here
She bent forward in
the scratch of your fingertips
Want to call you lover
Feed this insatiable hunger
And underneath these sheets
You're the secret that I keep
Can't get you off
you don't wanna sleep in beds you make
I'm your thief in the sheets if I'm gone by the time you wake
Cause you love to love what you hate
You're
hair and scratch me
When I start to nibble
Starting by licking it slow
Tongue got her curling her toes
Throw in a kiss she like whoa
She keep on beggin
There's a demon inside of me
And there's nowhere left to run this time
Got me singing from the wrong hymn sheet
Got me cooking with a pocket knife
Coffee just won't hit it baby
Morning love
Your first meal of the day is me
Morning love
Rise and grind
Between the sheets
On top of me
Kissing my neck
Who be first to catch this Beat Down?
My rap pages be The Source
Ego trip remain victory and no loss
Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets
I don't know what's goin on
They never see the right
They only see the wrong
I'm not perfect and never claimed to be
If I had to start from scratch
Jack looked down at the floor
The body was gone
In front of him lay a rumpled sheet
Imitating the shape where his body had once been
"I become one
Letter sheets come undone
But your ink flash, pass through my veins
You curse me like a ghost but stay detached
It's some sort of that tone you had left
you tell no one)
Scratch your name across my back babe, and in a couple of days those marks will all be gone
You have a husband and I have a wife, what
get here?
Blurred vision nothing is clear
Insecurities and my fears
He think that he harder than me that he smarter than me
His bitch scratch my back
sheets
I felt that it was time for me to make my move
I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove
I leaned down to kiss her but then out
Got a strip club at the end of my street, my bike got jacked it’s been a hell of a week
3 am sirens keep me tossin n’ turnin in my sheets
Peace
medals if we gave hoes medals
No rose petals on a bed in the ghettos
Spiderman sheets, got her singing falsetto
Tall white tee’s
Can’t believe we used
in my sheets (Sheets)
Made her obsolete (Obsolete), her number I had to delete, yeah
Shawty really played my soul (Soul), fucked up all our goals
I wanna taste your sweet thing
I wanna feel the sting of your sex, of your sex
My body all painted lipstick red
We ripped the sheets right off
of it all
If I say it out loud, will you call?
I'm scared
Get me out of here
Bring me back to bed
I could stay the year
Can you scratch my head?
If I
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