Preaching to the Choir
I'm on the moon, yeah
Every time I'm in the booth
I'm covered in fumes, yeah
Every time I'm on the move
I'm rolling with goons, yeah
She doesn't love me for me
She loving the tunes, though
So we headed back to the room
Man I'm on the moon
We doing this every night going crazy and then we gon' sleep through the day
Baddest one in here is pushing up on me I told her to pick up the pace
She didn't want me at first but she changing her mind up cause I'm getting paid
But if she hitting my phone up I cannot resist it "Girl I'm on the way"
Grabbing up on me I can't wait no longer I had to get back to her place
I got some people that's showing me love but they phony I know that they fake
I know they hate it whenever I pull up outside and I'm whipping the Wraith
She wanna be a big star so I point to the ceiling and take her to space
I don't have time just to kick it I stack all the bread up I get it and go
I don't have time to be sharing no bedroom I hit it then I'm on the road
Hundred degrees in the summer I still need a jacket cause my wrist is froze
She said my songs are her favorite I know it, I know it, I know it, I know
Baby, I know
I just hopped out of the Rolls
This shit ain't hard it's a breeze
She brought it in 'cause of me
I just touched down in your ends
Go 'head and send me the pin
Soon as my sins are forgived
I do 'em again and again and again
Feel like I'm stuck
I just can't get out man I'm in a rut
I don't give a fuck
I'm just gon' pour me a cup
Get me some head 'til I nut
Shawty what's up?
Girl you a ten you a stunner
You need a Wag' not a Hummer
You hot like the summer
Body go dumber and dumber
Body go dumber I swear that thing stick out for days
Grabbing up on me I can't wait no longer I had to get back to her place
I got some people that's showing me love but they phony I know that they fake
I know they hate it whenever I pull up outside and I'm whipping the Wraith
She wanna be a big star so I point to the ceiling and take her to space
I don't have time just to kick it I stack all the bread up I get it and go
I don't have time to be sharing no bedroom I hit it then I'm on the road
Hundred degrees in the summer I still need a jacket cause my wrist is froze
She said my songs are her favorite I know it, I know it, I know it, I know
Know it, I know it, I know
Every time I'm in the booth
I'm covered in fumes, yeah
Every time I'm on the move
I'm rolling with goons, yeah
She doesn't love me for me
She loving the tunes, though
So we headed back to the room
Man I'm on the moon
We doing this every night going crazy and then we gon' sleep through the day
Baddest one in here is pushing up on me I told her to pick up the pace
She didn't want me at first but she changing her mind up cause I'm getting paid
But if she hitting my phone up I cannot resist it "Girl I'm on the way"
Grabbing up on me I can't wait no longer I had to get back to her place
I got some people that's showing me love but they phony I know that they fake
I know they hate it whenever I pull up outside and I'm whipping the Wraith
She wanna be a big star so I point to the ceiling and take her to space
I don't have time just to kick it I stack all the bread up I get it and go
I don't have time to be sharing no bedroom I hit it then I'm on the road
Hundred degrees in the summer I still need a jacket cause my wrist is froze
She said my songs are her favorite I know it, I know it, I know it, I know
Baby, I know
I just hopped out of the Rolls
This shit ain't hard it's a breeze
She brought it in 'cause of me
I just touched down in your ends
Go 'head and send me the pin
Soon as my sins are forgived
I do 'em again and again and again
Feel like I'm stuck
I just can't get out man I'm in a rut
I don't give a fuck
I'm just gon' pour me a cup
Get me some head 'til I nut
Shawty what's up?
Girl you a ten you a stunner
You need a Wag' not a Hummer
You hot like the summer
Body go dumber and dumber
Body go dumber I swear that thing stick out for days
Grabbing up on me I can't wait no longer I had to get back to her place
I got some people that's showing me love but they phony I know that they fake
I know they hate it whenever I pull up outside and I'm whipping the Wraith
She wanna be a big star so I point to the ceiling and take her to space
I don't have time just to kick it I stack all the bread up I get it and go
I don't have time to be sharing no bedroom I hit it then I'm on the road
Hundred degrees in the summer I still need a jacket cause my wrist is froze
She said my songs are her favorite I know it, I know it, I know it, I know
Know it, I know it, I know
Credits
Writer(s): Carson Davis
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