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Abcef
36
Hip-Hop/Rap
Abcef è stato pubblicato il 9 marzo 2019 da 1188929 Records DK2 come parte dell'album Abcef - Single
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Data di uscita9 marzo 2019
Etichetta1188929 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM139

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Valerie Lagn Collins
Valerie Lagn Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blue, the Misfit
Blue, the Misfit
Producer
Oz
Oz
Mixing Engineer

Testi

Hey baby boy
You thirstier than Simba after Mufasa died in that damn stampede, boy
I mean. Come show Mommy you worth her time then
Baby
You wanna
Chug on this leche
Pussy so syrup
Sip it, might just let ya
Come let me whisper
Not trying to lecture
Quit playing those games
Won’t get these concessions
I got a confession
Want you on yo knees
Deep the complexion
Sweetest berries
I got some secrets
They’re buried down deep
But I’m diving in you
Treasure is in the please
You can keep your pennies
Gimme Clorox for my thoughts
Twenty hail Marys
Praying for my mother's loss
I'm stuck in the gutter
Give me a rubber duck
Or a fornicat-er touch
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
Hear my mating call
Even if you're deaf
I got the Lipton
I know bout the teas
Blue balls
Blueprint
Baby get on them knees
I got the magic
The Amethyst D
This witch will turn you into my new pussy
So sweet
So innocent
So sweep
Me in your sin
Don’t peek
Just dive in
Craving male attention
Dat dick suspension
Cutting sexual tension
Consensual friction
Quit the hinting
Can I mention
Promise you'll want to stay
Once you get it in though
I swear I'm not a scholar
At getting innuendos
I swear I'm even worse
At getting M-E-N so
Pass the please pipe
Help out a Navaho
I can take a dick
Better than a compliment
Morning I'll make you eggs
But you can't make promises that
You'll stay
Just a lay
Just a F-U-C-K
Okay
You can keep your pennies
Gimme Clorox for my thoughts
Twenty hail Marys
Praying for my mother's loss
I'm stuck in the gutter
Give me a rubber duck
Or a fornicat-er touch
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
A-B-C-E-F
Hear my mating call
Even if you're deaf
N-V-M
On those past thoughts
I rebuke you from my bed
Speed dial my pastor
Tick tock
12 o'clock
Happily never after
You shrimp was too limp
Can't control my laughter
Never subject yourself
Just impress yourself
Don't dumb down
Never lower your taste
After he undressed himself
My flower fell and welt
Finally got the D but
It was lowercase
Written by: Valerie Lagn Collins
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