God Bless the Internet

Maybe I should not be drinkin', before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin', 'fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah, I got a girlfriend, yeah, I should be faithful
And I think of you like Wi-Fi, and I think of her like cable

Last night I got a offer for a 100G's
No lie, they tryna pay me just to run and breath
I remember Mickey D's for the number three's
And I remember T.J. MAXX, for the summer tees
I remember wearing dunks in the dungarees
And the GAP boxer-brief nigga, underneath
Countin' on my name, brand clothes, one at least
Now I need those Gucci sneaks, at least one a piece

She's on my dick, she knows me from somewhere on TV, and she saw me on the internet
I only let her give me brain, what can I say, I love her intellect
She understands that I am on the come up so she sees the benefit
She wants to hold on tighter so she let's go of my waist for a better grip
Please don't, please don't
Two or no less in a threesome
Let me know if you need some
Drop it low unless your knees don't, work

Maybe I should not be drinkin', before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin', 'fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah, I got a girlfriend, yeah, I should be faithful
And I think of you like Wi-Fi, and I think of her like cable

I met a girl on the plane
And I don't even pretend to know her name
And I told I ain't into Lois Lane
And she told me the sex is sorta like a Novacane
And she likes to overtrain, woah
Then I told her "Slow the lane"
Then I told her "Baby, you might wanna show restraint"
Then I told her "Fuck it, whatchu' know, it's all the same"
You got some shit to overcome, so I really hope you came, wait
White wines, baby white lies
This is my time, know me well from my timeline

She's on my dick, she knows me from somewhere on TV, and she saw me on the internet
I only let her give me brain, what can I say, I love her intellect
She understands that I am on the come up so she sees the benefit
She wants to hold on tighter so she let's go of my waist for a better grip
Please don't, please don't
Two or no less in a threesome
Let me know if you need some
Drop it low unless your knees don't, work

Maybe I should not be drinkin', before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin', 'fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah, I got a girlfriend, yeah, I should be faithful
I think of you like Wi-Fi, and I think of her like cable, woo

Baby, baby Brenda got a baby
And you came from the 80s
And they call a nigga wavy
Baby, baby Brenda got a baby
And you came from the 80s
And they call a nigga wavy



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Latif Williams, Lee Stashenko, Carlos St. John Phillips
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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