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Baby, baby, I don't want to give you, go to hell again I need you less, I want you more, I'm 'bout to go to jail again Screaming, broken nails again, I'm up under your spell again Your web again, wrap me up in scandal, down to fail again Just to feel your body over mine, taste me like a wine Swirling 'round your glass, K out the roof in case it's hammer time Drip all down my back, he can't relax, he gotta hit the trap He never give me me, he in the streets, I want my nigga back I know I don't own ya, I don't wanna, I don't like to lose I can't let you use me, ain't no groupie, ain't no fucking muse Lacing up my tennis shoes, I'm 'bout to give your ass the blues Pouting in your passenger, know I'm hard to handle Know I'm damaged, when you bleed, it's so romantic When you leave, I feel a panic, satanic I'm a addict, it's a craving, got to have it My wrath and feel my madness, treat me like I ain't the baddest Light my fire, turn to ashes, you ain't worth it, nigga Oh, the taste of your lips, click, clack (Load the clip, all black) You're toxic (You a toxic nigga, I'm slipping under, nigga) Oh, the taste of your lips, bite down (Flip the script, I can't quit it) You're toxic (I'm addicted, I'll admit it, boy, you toxic) Oh, the taste of your lips, click, clack (Load the clip, all black) You're toxic (You a toxic nigga, I'm slipping under, nigga) Oh, the taste of your lips, bite down (Flip the script, I can't quit it) You're toxic (I'm addicted, I'll admit it, boy, you toxic) Daddy, daddy, won't you bend me over? I hate being sober Line me up, we smoking out the Rover, window up, it's colder Leg on your shoulder, watch me flick it like remote controller Bounce it like it's NOLA, now he munchin' on it like granola Flip, flip it, Motorolla, spend that money on me, gorgonzola Squeeze on the dick, I shake it up, you bust like Coca Cola Ain't met my quota, let me ride, insert another quarter Wake me up like Folgers, one more round, No Limit, I'm a soldier Push it from the back like it's a stroller, pump it, Super Soaker Grip on my neck, my favorite choker, I just want to hold ya Bitches won't compare to me, I told ya, I keep my composure That hoe don't want you, she want exposure flexing my leftovers I never said I wasn't no bird, but parrots over vultures I let you slide 'cause you a nigga, it's part of your culture I'm not a beggar, I'm a chooser, you a loser, I'm a loss You a sin, I'm on the cross, you see my crown, nigga Oh, the taste of your lips, click, clack (Load the clip, all black) You're toxic (You a toxic nigga, I'm slipping under, nigga) Oh, the taste of your lips, bite down (Flip the script, I can't quit it) You're toxic (I'm addicted, I'll admit it, boy, you toxic) Oh, the taste of your lips, click, clack (Load the clip, all black) You're toxic (You a toxic nigga, I'm slipping under, nigga) Oh, the taste of your lips, bite down (Flip the script, I can't quit it) You're toxic (I'm addicted, I'll admit it, boy, you toxic) Oh, the taste of your lips, click, clack (Load the clip, all black) You're toxic (You a toxic nigga, I'm slipping under, nigga) Oh, the taste of your lips, bite down (Flip the script, I can't quit it) You're toxic (I'm addicted, I'll admit it, boy, you toxic)
Writer(s): Erik Belz, Lauren Hungate, Joshua Singleton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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