Dead It 99

Ah

Yuh
Dead it, through time
But she pops up in my mind
Don't waste... my time
If you waste my time
Then I have to hit rewind

She's wetter than a slip-n-slide
Better than a flipping dime
I'm about to slip inside
Quarter pounder on her thighs
I'm king chips, fuck all these fries

Woah am I?
Causing all these collisions?
Oh my world am I?
Trapped in the 9th vision?
Spot you like I got some like nice night-vision
Fuck she's tight tonight

She's light like a feather
Whatever the weather
She steals my sweater
Later calls me and I go get her

Get her wetter, better than ever
Ooh

But the only option is in my head
She's not here tonight
But she's still in my bed
She's still in my mind
She's still in my head

What's she doing in my head?

(Woah) she says she can tell when someone lies
But when I do it, she can't tell mine
Yeah
She can't tell mine from my eyes
Yuh hey, yeah look at my eyes

She can tell when someone lies
But when I do it she can't tell mine
look at my eyes
Who am I?
I'm God



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Duarte
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