Pink Fleece

I am all under your spell We try and try so hard, can't feel If a nigga get stranded, pick me up You get empty praises when you fill my cup Raunchy and reckless, I dig it I'm good for rolling the dice She said, nah, I could be your pornstar, boy I don't bite Watch me perform, let you perform Into my arms, I did the norm I be on my cool guy, I don't hear some In the pussy like the Aquaman, baby Boucher Bend it over, poke your back, trust she gon' do great This film make you nauseous, baby be cautious Is it the truth that made me cold? Was it the juice that got you wet? Is it rules that made me broke? You got here right on time, I swear Is it the truth that made me cold? Was it the juice that got you wet? Is it rules that made me broke? You got here right on time, I swear In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair These hoes all on me, raindrops follow me Angels watchin' me, halos probably Ain't no calm in me, there no resolve in it I need you possibly, bullshit obsolete We don't even know what season we in All my reasons for bein' is gone You leave now, you could be here in a minute The movie loaded and the liquor is strong I got some new stans saying i'm the GOAT I got a white boy homie with a boat We hit the water, well she wanna go alone I said, see that's why you need to stay off the slopes Livin', I'm givin' you new life, two times, each night We need a timeout Throw it back, throw it back, toss that, I be the whiteout Baby you might, who am I kidding, bitch duh Young black, living, not giving no fucks Is it the truth that made me cold? Was it the juice that got you wet? Is it rules that made me broke? You got here right on time, I swear Is it the truth that made me cold? Was it the juice that got you wet? Is it rules that made me broke? You got here right on time, I swear In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair In your pink fleece, Nikes Wonder why I stare You a cold piece, icy Let me be your chair