Lyrics:
chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties
Oh my God
Who is she?
Babe alarm look at her
I subscribe
Boxy charm, see that drip
Soaking wet
Cushion cut, got a face I can't forget (I, I,
Just sitting in the midday sun,
Just soaking up that currant bun,
With no particular purpose or reason
Sitting in the midday sun.
Everybody say
Then slurp it from your palm
Like a dry desert soaking up rain
Soaking up sun
Like a dry desert soaking up rain
Soaking up sun
beating on the dash
Screaming out her name at the windshield tears soaking up my face
If I had loved her this much all along, maybe maybe, yeah maybe
She
She's working on a tan
She's sitting in the sand
Chilling in a chair
Flower in her hair
Margarita in her hand
Soaking up the sun
Getting next
race
And get on with the show
And I'm taking in the Indian Summer
And I'm soaking it up in my mind
And I'm pretending that it's paradise
beating on the dash
Screaming out her name at the windshield tears soaking up my face
If I had loved her this much all along, maybe maybe, yeah maybe
She
Wonder where you are
You ever think of me
Water like glass pools
Pools all around me
Days spent up soaking
Soaking in summer
Soaking in summer
I could be
knock the door of your heart
2 days of this you belong to him now
Our blood swims with the waves
Soaking in it
Oh we've been waiting
Soaking in it
Our
All I ever do
Is blow my pain away
Bottles down the drain
Soaking in the juice
Blow it in the pool
All I ever do
Is blow my pain away
Bottles down
screaming Help me or I'm dead
At the top of they lungs the same way that I do
Bottling pain like a Coca and every day cuz I do
And everyway till I'm soaking
Or are you scared
(Ah-ah-ah)
Too?
Is being blind
Being honest?
Can we be shadows in the dark tonight?
Just glowing
Glowing and soaking up the starlight
I
As it shines on me
Like the midday sun
Soaking right into my soul
Maybe I'm a
Little messed up
Little messed up
I need my friends
To help me up
Need my
and fete
Say we want drink in we cup watch the gal them tun up, we a whine till we soaking wet
Say we want rum and fete, yes we want rum and fete
Say we want
Coping without moping, keeping options open
Trying to expand, yeah, I've kept the sponge soaking
Soaking like a sponge
Struggle with the fact that what's
These niggas can't stand me I'm soaking bitches panties
Hoes out Houston, La, Miami
Imma paper chaser you can catch me where them bands be
Fucked
Expression
Ohh
Yea yea
Free your expression
Time to let the rain come down
Your stormy weather
Makes me high I'm in the clouds
I'm soaking in your
wasted talent baby
Underneath the covers on a Friday night
Laying up awake
I gotta make it right
Been soaking up the sun and going out of sight
I wanna
caps on
Soaking in some bath salts
Just so I'm in vast calm
Some things don't last long
Most times are sad songs
So I keep my mask on to all hide my
you to stop by
And I can't wait
I need you to fall through
And you won't be upset
And I can't wait
I know you getting your money But I'm soaking wet
Hawaiian Daydream
Staring at me
Staring at you
Soaking in
The sun at the beach
Soaking
The sun at the beach
Um yeah I'm feeling numb
Sort of dumb
Flame up
Niggas be soaking the game up
Either I'm hoping my change up
Or joking and throwing my gang up
Niggas be all on that lame stuff
I just be
I'm back
Ta-da!
Yeeah
Yooow
Like it savage
Quint on it
When it's grabbing
Gotta have it
Like damn
That pussy magic
Soaking up all da fabrics
Can't
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