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singing to my song
Then we had to stop, interrupted by a call
90 on the dash, blasting music all night long

Pause
Wait, ooh
Pause

I don't know
I don't

exotic cars sold by someone who don’t even like you

Just business to them and should be buying acers of land

Back on topic lyrics rockets I’m the pilot

a dog rOOF she swallow all JUICE
You niggas all TOOTS
I've been trying to up my swag dawg
Singing more on the lowkey
Got a wifey in the bag dawg
And she

and maybe get a sequel
One, two, three, four
She make it disappear when we dancing on the floor
Five, six, seven, eight
Doing all them tricks when she singing

Surrounded by that all water boy 
I'm still not your peer
You wanna talk we can do it up
Like an addict 
Pull up on your spot
cnd shoot it up

Pretty boy

can't take you out. 

I keep a pole by the seat I'm touting my beam I know they be scoping for me. Know they be scheming on me, so when I achieve, I'm

I'm Hercules
Shawty saying please
She is on her knees
She by my side
Like a pair of keys
Got that bih she singing
Like a parakeet
Imma hit her up
She

singing him praises from the dock of the bay or on the mountain top with Martin Martin Malcom or Moses interceding for the  voice of the chosen how could

Sparrows sit. A grOSbeak
betrays itself, by that

peculiar squeak--ary EFFECT
of SLIGHTest tinkling

measures. Soundness
pleasing ... We hear!

Does

mouth (Go)
I'm the type ask for beef like it's a slaughter house (Go)
Nigga asked me for the juice, I left my water out
Nigga just a bitch, go ask his mom

I can feel these memories in my bone marrow
I used to sit by the stream and make my own arrows
Whole tung and buffalo in a healing flow
We bend down

the wave don’t know they depths of the water
I tol em I been on go every since I left Georgia
A real one
Shout out to Shya fa bringin me
Protected by these

Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my

chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s

Have an encounter and live to describe it
Most stories would start off by them saying, I Saw my body lying as my spirit ascended
The light surrounded me

Same Shade as Concrete

Circle Takes the Square

As the Roots Undo

beg to be put down, unto us the most inspired storm.
A princess ravaged by her prince behold; the birth of sex and distance, two frail corpses both

(Aye Cal)
(Cal I gotta get on this bitch)
(And I gotta talk my shit)
(Know I been singing)
(I been singing on these tracks)
(Bruh these niggas)
(They

The gun still singing and my gun still
Singing to them niggas like Do-Re-Mi
So lit I take a pic for a 4K fee
Tell a bitch that I'm
The shit, piss, throw-up,

existed

God reminds me of Eskom because He lights up your way
He is brighter than the Southern Sun
More beautiful than the Blue Waters
He is higher than

not free
So I ask you alll when will we be

No longer the victim
Imprisoned by a system
Where we keep on  losing
While the oppressors are winning
For we

chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s

ever do that?

Soaking wet, my pillow's wet, my blanket's wet, my sheets wet, I say, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, who dumped water on me

I look over

pillow's wet
My blanket's wet, my sheet's wet
Why, why, why

Why, why
Who dumped water on me
I look over immediately
I see the missus over there looking

my eyes and I'm feeling erotic
We hit the island the water hypnotic
I hit the spot have her singing melodic
Tropical splash flavor exotic
Tropical