Lyrics

Where the hell you coming from Why'd you make me look so dumb I ain't ever feel so numb Girl, I vibe with you Failure philosophy Applebottom, lemon tea Making a good use of me Girl I vibe with you Can't get high with you Pick you up with ease Tried to hide with you But got locked up in the knees Six foot, nah I'm five foot eleven From counting your piggies To minutes in heaven It's unbelievable Reason number one I stay here Is not the big city It's not the forte here It's unresentable It's uncomparable Trifling, trivial 'Nother obstacle For the optical So many chances I can feel your advances I can lay here and dance around the subject So many chances I can feel your advances I can lay here and dance and dance and dance Sometimes I watch them I keep them Hidden down Sometimes I crush them I kick them When they're down
Writer(s): Dylan Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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