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i can't even front it
by Lor Rexx
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I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
This passion in my chest, you not a guest to it
Compassionately dumbfounded
Synchronously feeling that pressure
When it comes to you, I can't help but to get a lil tender
How I still love you from everything we been through together
Each fucking occasion gets harder
This shit sacred, this affinity I inhibit
I'd take a bullet for you inna millisecond
Wanna go back to them days when I pounded yo pussy
And you'd stare into me with security
They never felt, they don't know our connection
They wouldn't get that affection I speak of
But we call it love, yea, uh
I got pure hands I don't need to wear gloves
It was difficult just being a friend
You know I'm always open to you with my intentions
But it's gotten easier now
I've become better at what I will, I won't allow
Practiced detachment with the songs that we bumped in the car
Still not comprehending how we made it this far, so far
Loved each other at our worst
I was pressed to keep this going, I put you first
One daughter, one son, once upon a time
Them obstacles I was willing to climb to make dreams a reality
Sacrificial happiness, it's ok that I'm feeling this way, yea
I'm supposed to heal from this
Now my guard is up, now I'm knowing all my limits
I ain't see my value, now I really know it
Felt like shit would be different that time in the long run
Picnics and paintings yea we shared the sun
Three continuous years of separation and reunion
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
Synchronously feeling that pressure
When it comes to you I can't help but to get a lil tender
They never felt they don't know our connection
They wouldn't get that affection I speak of
But we call it love, yea, uh
I got pure hands I don't need to wear gloves
It's ok that I'm feeling this way, yea
I'm supposed to heal from this
Now my guard is up, now I'm knowing all my limits
I ain't see my value, now I really know it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
This passion in my chest, you not a guest to it
Compassionately dumbfounded
Synchronously feeling that pressure
When it comes to you, I can't help but to get a lil tender
How I still love you from everything we been through together
Each fucking occasion gets harder
This shit sacred, this affinity I inhibit
I'd take a bullet for you inna millisecond
Wanna go back to them days when I pounded yo pussy
And you'd stare into me with security
They never felt, they don't know our connection
They wouldn't get that affection I speak of
But we call it love, yea, uh
I got pure hands I don't need to wear gloves
It was difficult just being a friend
You know I'm always open to you with my intentions
But it's gotten easier now
I've become better at what I will, I won't allow
Practiced detachment with the songs that we bumped in the car
Still not comprehending how we made it this far, so far
Loved each other at our worst
I was pressed to keep this going, I put you first
One daughter, one son, once upon a time
Them obstacles I was willing to climb to make dreams a reality
Sacrificial happiness, it's ok that I'm feeling this way, yea
I'm supposed to heal from this
Now my guard is up, now I'm knowing all my limits
I ain't see my value, now I really know it
Felt like shit would be different that time in the long run
Picnics and paintings yea we shared the sun
Three continuous years of separation and reunion
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
Synchronously feeling that pressure
When it comes to you I can't help but to get a lil tender
They never felt they don't know our connection
They wouldn't get that affection I speak of
But we call it love, yea, uh
I got pure hands I don't need to wear gloves
It's ok that I'm feeling this way, yea
I'm supposed to heal from this
Now my guard is up, now I'm knowing all my limits
I ain't see my value, now I really know it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it
I want my bitch yea I can't even front it