These bitches want looking for a check Tell em it ain't Said she need a like Carmelo Must be on that white Othello All you want is But the real just like you Just me
I don't play, I make time But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the Pour up for RIP C RIP Trayvon, that look just like me Woo, buzzin', woo! That my cousin, he got a little trade His keep the scales, a little mermaid We out by the pool, some little Me and gel Like with them bangs Now that's a real You been your breath Weighted Punk madre, punk He don't for me But he for me And that's enough We don't much or nothin' But when we about something We good discussion I met his friends last week, like they're up to something That's for us
We'll let you prophesy We'll let you guys We gon' see the future We'll let you guys We gon' see the first Living so the last night feels like a life of the, don't know what got into people Devil be possessin Demons try to body Why you think I'm in this bitch a fucking Yarmulke Acid on me the rain Weed crumbles into Rain, We laid out on this wet Away turf, no Mesmerized how the glow Look at all the people dance I know that your nigga with you But he ain't you We only human and it's humid in these I mean my balls sticking in my We pheremones, Amber Rose pink-gold lemonades
I may be younger but I'll after you We're not in love, but make love to you When you're not I'll save some for you I'm not him but mean something to you mean something to you I'll something to you You got a roommate he'll hear we do It's only awkward if fucking him too