Lyrics

Said I should be scared cause his homie got the scope I'm John Cena boy you aiming at a ghost Try to take me out but them boys know Drop the bomb but I arise from the smoke See the clouds yeah we blowing good smoke On a cloud wit my problems tryna cope She stay smoking loud usually dont choke But she can't hold it back yeah this some good dope Treat these hoes like I aint got a soul Show these nigga that dog I aint your bro Dark room meditating in the cold She wanna get close so she start to lose the clothes Watcha doing girl I hope you really know No turning back after u start down this road You can still change your mind yeah you still got time to go But If you a freak bets believe its go show Captain Blue girl I'm bout to rock the boat Lick you down like the waves ride the shore Moon light kick this off wit a toast She roll a blunt for breakfast then she cook french toast This is the land C-L-E that Erie coast Hear that marching band everybody hit the floor Feeling like a king throw a hater in the mote Whether you can swim or not when you dead you go float She ask my sign I think she Look in for a sign Every since we seen each other we've been on our minds A little to spare yeah I got some time But I can't commit so like lose change I drop dimes Don't tell your girls no baby don't snitch Once they hear the stories they go wanna test Too hard to resist how she licking on them lips Have you seen her best friend I swear that's a bad bitch What you wanna do, shorty said she wanna shoop Restaurant getting naughty in the booth Waiter can we get a box we go need about two Cowboy ContraBlue getty up and knock the boots Running those fingers through your hair Knowing damn well you don't belong here Who go break who's heart man we don't care Cuddled up while I'm rubbing on that derrière
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