Lyrics:
a thousand purple notes inside this Nike fleece (Whoosh)
Built this phone in Cornwall sittin' in Sharpie's studio flat (They know)
Only kid that was on-on
им дыры
Мои парни быки им нужны кобылы
Хожу по биту не снимая бахилы
Курю дерьмо косой словно перилы
Sharpie's move 2 не за горами
Готовьтесь ублюдки
downed
cnd my brother brought the k out so we ain't play now
It's a house party
Where all the drugs lay around
Came here wit a Barbie
But no sharpie
on the floor
Red hearts drawn in lipstick
And sharpie tags and the on the doors
Down to die wit you
I would lie for you
If the feds ever questioned me
sorry
You can't erase your past but boy don't use a sharpie
Don't use a sharpie
Speak to the world like I'm a trumpet
Get what I want I used to ball out
I've
Drawn out in Sharpie where I take the scissors
If that's what it took for me to look in the mirror
I've done every diet to make me look thinner
a sharpie when I get to hittin'
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party let's have a party
I love you red solo cup I
talking all out of my head
And when I get through talking, I can't remember a thing I've said
Now I used to be a sharpie
All dressed in the latest
out I'll never sharpie up your face
And I don't wipe my nose on your couch even though that's a super convenient place
I totally support every
a sharpie when I get to hittin'
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party let's have a party
I love you red solo cup I
talking all out of my head
And when I get through talking, I can't remember a thing I've said
Now I used to be a sharpie
All dressed in the latest
use a sharpie, don't need the felt
Marker, walk on water, I see how Jesus felt
No rhyme or reason, just bleeding, my every breathing's felt
This about
a honeymoon for the summer tryna get a six-pack for it
Say I won't catch 'Crae slippin' in the studio at like 3 AM
Autograph that forehead with a Sharpie pen
a sharpie when I get to hittin'
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party let's have a party
I love you red solo cup I
a sharpie when I get to hittin'
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party let's have a party
I love you red solo cup I
I've
Drawn out in Sharpie where I take the scissors
If that's what it took for me to look in the mirror
I've done every diet to make me look thinner
Fueron tus manos de cristal
Las que dominaron mi ilusión
Fueron tus manos de cristal
Las que despejaron mi razón
Cada gota de Sharpie
Se
a sharpie when I get to hittin'
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party let's have a party
I love you red solo cup I
David, who's passed out in the grass
Somebody grab me a sharpie, he-he-he's about to grow a moustache
Sarah's already dancing, turn up the radio
Kenny's
But we still rise above
My phone is dead, but I got a contact
My sharpie paint pen on my Timbo combats
You talk shit, I won't respond back
What
phone is dead, but I got a contact
My sharpie paint pen on my Timbo combats
You talk shit, I won't respond back
What they gon' get, and you don't want
like an old sharpie
Like a nigga out the globe with a nigga throwed
Like a cornerback in the flat nigga in the zone
Like an ornament on a tree home in
phone is dead, but I got a contact
My sharpie paint pen on my Timbo combats
You talk shit, I won't respond back
What they gon' get, and you don't want
my first name is written (written')
On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin' (hittin')
On them, to help me get lucky (lucky)
Red solo cup, I fill
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