Lyrics:
expectations
Worst mistake was letting y'all disrupt my peace of mind
You took the one thing I can't back and that's my time
See I planned out every step of this
"The Circle"
by Max Carl from the MCA recording "Circle" (MCAC5563)
Crimson on the skyline, whoa
Meet first star on rise
Water at the tideline, whoa
It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain't shinin'
'Cause the sky's too tight
I heard the scary wind
I
from this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin', bitch
I done told you
Slow burning luck
Makin' like a
Cracking like a whip
Whoa ain't that just like my heart beat
When you kiss what I
Highway lover
Slow burning luck
Makin' like a
Cracking like a whip
Whoa ain't that just like my heart beat
When you kiss what I
Highway lover
From the moment she entered the room
I knew my poor heart was doomed
You see I wanted her so bad
In ran passion and out ran reason
Then fools rush
go
Cock 'em in the air and let your other sister watch
You gettin' hit by the x I'm a porno star
Ohh rhythm x, you're just too good baby
I know
Come on over here and lay by my side
I've got to be touchin' you
Let me rub your tired shoulders
The way I used to do.
Look into my eyes and give me
stars in the Maybach
Yeah
I got life homie on my mental
They ask for features low on money I don't really need you
Don't have friends I have family
solutions
Homie is you ready cause I'm bout to be a nuisance
Smoking instrumentals, yes I'm causing a pollution
I'm the star player, not a freaking
you're close, I feel like comin' undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spellin' out your name
You
quick, you slower than a snail (Than a snail)
I’m schoolin’ ‘em, man somebody ring the bell (Haha)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
than to be the one sayin' thanks (whoa)
Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by Jay
Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake (damn)
to your heart I hear the whole world turning
I see the shooting stars, falling through your trembling hands
While you were licking your lips and your
to your heart I hear the whole world turning
I see the shooting stars, falling through your trembling hands
While you were licking your lips and your
I'm gonna love you i'm gonna love you
Till the stars in the skies
Start flickering out above you
I'm gonna love you i'm gonna love you
I'm gonna rub
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
the store (yup)
But, baby, I'm not even mad
We steppin' out Ferrari, man
I got the 5 over UFO (ooh)
If you ain't spendin', what you in here for?
You see,
your way pa
If he front then we stomp 'em out
Get 'em out your way pa
Get 'em out your way pa
Move, move, move
I'm seduced by the chrome, it's
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
Call me crazy shit at least you're calling
Feels better when
I got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeks
This what came out when I tried to speak, all I heard was
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
kindred spirits together from a life past because I make you laugh and smile
And suddenly the future is looking bright I wasn’t even going out
but
neglected? (Could you be feelin' neglected?)
Indulgin' in a few guilty pleasures (what's that? I don't know)
Ooh-whoa (you better know it's), ooh-whoa, oh
Discuss these whoa u the star rub one out instrumental by 2gether Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In