Texty

Time goes by trying to keep you as a friend I can't love you no point in pretending Better let me go now, While you still got the strength to move on I said time goes by, trying to keep you as a friend Call me 'round seven, Ill roll up a little something to smoke mama, Smoke mama Won't last a second, Won't last much more than a second with you mama With you Trying to show love to you, run out of ways Doing way too much, I forgot the basics I threw a party, It went on for days Baby your body's a... Run up a cheque and then turn up the bass Fuck up a cheque and turn the other way Chip on the shoulder, a gun on the waist Chip on the shoulder, a gun on the... Nothing malicious in a little seduction A make a penny, I'll put it on ur budget Let's make a movie let's fuck up the function Less make a movie yaaa Movie so loong that ran out of space You keep the phone and I'll get a replacement Gotta get home, I cannot stay for too long Stay for too long Call me 'round seven, Ill roll up a little something to smoke mama, Smoke mama Won't last a second, Won't last much more than a second with you mama You mama I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you Call me'round seven, I'll roll up a little something to smoke Yeah yeah yeah Breakfast in bed in the morning I would go along way for you Call me 'round seven, I'll roll up a little something to smoke ma' Yeaah yeah yeah Call me 'round seven, Ill roll up a little something to smoke mama, Smoke mama I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you I much rather Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance Smoke & Dance with you Time goes by, trying to keep you as a friend I can't love you no point in pretending Time goes by, trying to keep you as a friend I can't love you no point in pretending Too good to be true I could lie Starvin to feed you I could die Too good to be true I could lie Starvin to feed you I could die Time goes by, trying to keep you as a friend I can't love you no point in pretending
Writer(s): Michael Simard, Samuel Bocan-biddle, Zacharie Morier-gxoyiya Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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