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4-8 (Clean Mix)歌词完整版
Made your girl wet
Rubber duck
When she saw me strut
She put Both my hands
On her titties
Gave her a double cup
Got a text
From my ex like
How you holding up
Thinkin that I care that you left
The door was never shut
Everything feels
Like it's going right now
But with my luck
It'll all go south!
Maybe cos that's
Where I grew up
Fuck with me n Leave you be?
That's not like me!
I'll leave you cut!
When I say that I've been thru plenty
I don't mean like a slut
Inbetween the gaps when I write
I let my soul fill
Everyone up on my dick!
Man I know I'm cold, chill
Freaky, she wanna use cuffs
Like the old bill
Damn, Man this bitch
Has got me fucked up like an old pill
Girl your man ain't making no bread
He's like an old mill
You can come with me tho
I think she sold styll
Acting thirsty like reaching
For water on her window sill
Man I got more cash up
In my pockets then a shopping till
Man I got her on all fours
Like she's learning tricks
Man she threw it back
I blew it down
Like it's made of sticks
Some relations have a sell by date
Don't try be a fridge
Gotta leave before you fall
Don't stand on a burning bridge
Try knocking me down
I'll make you Run away
Like Ding dong ditch
Or like when your kicking
Ball running up n down the pitch
When I'm done man you're gonna
Need more than just a stitch
First it's fist but if you
Want I'll bring that kitch
Use to never have any money
Cos of the weed I'd buy
Man it had me hypnotised
Telling me all sorts of lies
Mary on my shoulder
Telling me 'babe you
Don't need need to try'
Never should of hit on that Bitch
I'm jokin she my wife
Money don't make you happy
Then why you gassed up
With that's rise?
Funny that the ones
That tought us
That were ones
In suits n ties
So many bridges
I've had to burn man
And I can't lie
Look there's beauty in that pain
Watching all the embers fly
Working 8 to 4 then writing
From like 4 to 8
Sometimes later but after
Then usually sprayin paint
Man I love my woman crazy
Gotta love a toxic trait
Man this song don't really
Need a hook for you
To bite it's bait
Last year went to Cali ironic
That it's called a state
Card board boxes lining up
The road all the way thru la
Try remind yourself
Of how your blessed
Each and every day
Just look at phone look
At the genocide at play
The world is fucked living wid
It by getting fucked up too
So many be happy
Maybe they just don't have a clue
Nothing change
Each and every day man
I'm in the stu
So when I'm asked
What I'm doing
I say nothing really you?
Think I'm boring its okay
I would never wanna be you
Never change yourself
For anyone you gotta keep it true
You can catch me looking up
Anytime I'm feelin blue
Man I'm just Conversing
With the sky
I think it feel it too
