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finna put it in a song
Kinda like I put it right up in yo ha
Baby scratch my back and make me bleed
I just wanna feel it for eternity
You already know

Is this real love is this how love suppose to feel
She is halal in the streets haram in the sheets
Tonight you're the boss make-believe
Hair did

Dat bag I T-R-U-S-T
Dem blue benjis my new bestie
Lady in da streets
In da sheets she a freak
Now she upset
I ain't fucked her dis week
Gotta apple

from the corner for three
I was hitting in the sheets, I was hitting the beat
Sheets tangled, I was feeling like a beast
Feelin like a beast, beast

high
But my, are they higher
All the little birds flying by
And I'm tired of the sheet rock skies
And the baseboard fires
These drawn blinds don't

bend over back for the stat-sheet
So I turn it to a track meet
Bitch I am an all-star, you are just an athlete
Sit back for a minute
Let me tell you

excursions
Impulsive tendencies
I used to quit where I was workin'
I'm not hard to satisfy
But I roll with a purpose
Sheets and funnel with some Florida

ah suck to remember.


Let me make it warm for you, cold in december.


(Chorus)
Let's drink 'pon de henny, get loose.


Between the sheets, we're

I scrub and scrape and scratch
Trying to reveal
The shiny woman
Trapped within
Disgust
Iron rust
Sunk vessel
She must be there
She has to be there

order
Popsicles with no heat
Like 40 with no sheet
White dust on nigga knees
Im getting colder
Im the one you afraid of
Your blood in the bathtub
No

you more than all along
You know you liked it when I was on top but
Trust me there's more to life than this
Oh I can scratch your itch
It's been about

Feel the breeze blow
So good

I got girl troubles man
One day I love her
The other I can't stand
Wonder every day 
Should I scratch her out my plans

for a whole damn week
Temporary comfort underneath your sheets
You're the wind, in my sail, scratch your crown under my nails
Command my boat back

price
Shorty can we fuck she said si just ask nice
Dragon in the sheets breathing fire likes asked twice
Magic vudu punini like damn that shit is so tight

Trunk in the front and my engine in the back I started from zero I started from scratch. 

After she gets done fucking and sucking, I book her

Hill
26 stubbed out cigarettes on the window sill
As we fall to our knees and between satin sheets we pray
Vultures overhead of hotel beds
As clocks turn

(Yeah) They say my name I don’t recall,
Feel it in my gut, feel it in my soul,
That maybe I, should go home,
And scratch my head in a midnight mood,

translate if you're not picking it up

Fuck a flashback
My past's packed on my back like a backpack
Snipping snapbacks, ripping scratch hash, a labrat

a rap sheet
Used to be the black sheep
Now I got these rappers riding waves on their Max B
Uh
Used to freestyle in the backseat
Homie got clean, boy

quarantined
Cuz of COVID 19

We are quarantined 
Try not to make a scene
We are quarantined
Do you know what that mean

It mean don't scratch your balls
Don't

Can't sleep this money creeps into my mind. 
The blank sheets of paper can't outdo the ones with all the lines. 
The black scribble anxiety skritch

a sheet callem casper
Fucking mad scientist you can call me the reanimater at the rapture 
With a raptor your attacker 
Your a bastard dumber then a dummie

all back
To me
Lying
Sleepless
Mocking smiles from the tiles
Manifest the stress
I'm grasping my sheets
Hold my breath, Hold my breathe
Is this
Hold my

so
Baby arch your backbone
Reaching for me, scratch slow
Made me wanna act so
Clingy where you at, you don't
Get so cold when the heat gets lost
Fill