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lies at the opening

Simple advice please
Take heed
I'm just here
To say what

I need is
What you need

Night befalls my body
Now I feel
Melancholy

Cut

and it’s her I’ma lick

Let her on top while she riding the stick

Opening up wide like she driving the boat

Addicted to her so I need me a fix


She just

how we do it
Double em why

(opening hook)
the party don't start till I walk in
how she cobra-moving her body
shutting down this shii with my buddies

ain't even got the keys but I'm opening doors (dohs)
Next thing I'ma open is the door to the rolls
Got a wife and a son now I ain't quittin'
When

Incredible still's my level of devilish will
Inevitable little rebel for pedal to metal thrills
The going is getting hard and opening every scar
So I go

in my arms
I’ma show you you’re the shit
For me to walk away
That makes me a idiot
I’m made for this shit
Cottonelle on that bitch
I’m opening up

of the game
Of words I’m the main most important  Aborted the trap now I became an immortal
Opening portals destroying mortals
For no real motives  Poetry is

eat the opening
 I just want the money baby real spill you can chill with the bullshit 
Gotta keep my money growing long after a nigga lay under

Self-loathing's a no know I won't condemn 
Gotta find it within no more hoping again
Keep your head on a swivel eyes opening when 

Oh you in the game yeah
Put me

of his dick 
Into that small opening, 
Likely making a mess on his hands and his pants
And then leaving it on the beach
When he could have just pissed

see the light that keeps on shining on our lives
If you come around, my God, then please don't hold me back
From opening up and tell you that my heart

the scoreboard, me and my nigga, we opening doors
Come from the three with that shit on the floor, smoke so much nigga, I jump I can soar
They don't got a computer,

brothers when I fall they pick me up 

He lurking, no wonder my hood is still purging 
Whoo
Be ready for surgery
opening wounds on the opps yeah they heard

life, 
That’s the opening for you,
My past has just caught the flu.

My mind has became a mental zoo,
That’s why I write songs for you,
I’m motivated,
I’m

yats
My yg tryna rip up a chestplate catch 
Him a opp and he's opening that

Ygs on the block 
They all ready to fly up
Told him lil bro yo you still

her back
Now she's got hope again

Text her back, she's got hope again
Now I got her legs all opening
And her brain gives me dopamine
I ain't one

letting me touch,
Cause you know that’s driving me crazy.
Maybe, I haven’t been thinking to straight lately.
Opening my mind didn’t change the fact I can’t

upgrading
Opening Windows, I'm updating
Breathing new air yea
Sick of being sick of myself
Was getting suffocating

And now people start asking
"When'd you

opening mostly
Gambit call me a bandit
Songs iron fist I'm a vocalist
This smoke and liquor can see
The picture ill brew
The mixture baby
I'm the Witcher
My

What? What? What did he say?
What did he say?
It's over 9000

Gun wounds, have them asking for a doctor
Combinations of numbers, like I'm opening up

but the music be bumping so loud

Opening our soul windows 
In order to explore other realms together
 Trying to get you used to the idea of being close

(Opening)
I’m always going to miss my grandmas smile
The way she would just laugh and hug you
And make you feel better
Like a joke
Life’s not that

i pray he keeps opening doors 
Niggas acting like i wasn't going to be that one and i told them 
Everybody the ones who doubted turned it up then

The Isle of Man, I'm yelling for rats
I'm opening umbrellas on the inside, right under the roof
Leaving the chain letters unread, but still I'm aloof
I'm