Slip Me Sum
On the surface, Jenny seems normal
But her doctor told me that her sanity hangs by a thread
And living here could easily snap it
It was just a swear, eh?
Sayin' you would tame me?
Couple bills on your last name
On 'em cuffs, wake up in
Why you want somethin' more?
Your cousin Drill is a bore
I was in a bad mood
Can we make it to the twelfth room?
Nah, fuck all these old people, we should just go
You told me no one was comin', we know
I'll let him fake it, you know that I know
Either we go, or I fake it for show
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some?
Ooh ah yeah
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later
So you see a girl, oh, you chase her
Chase her with that paper
Feed her only karats
She a bunny, now you raised her
Nah, fuck all of them, let's go chill with the gun
Oh, your mom says I'm rude, that shit does not regard her
She raise him to sleep only where there's white collar
I'm stuck talkin' horse races, you with your father
Toward the outside Raffie's Majesty is showing some speed today
Fuck
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some?
Ooh ah yeah
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later
So you see a girl, oh, you chase her
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later, don't chase her
"See, let me have a look at you"
"What's the matter?"
"Your eyes, pupils, they worry me"
"Nothing wrong with me"
So come on, come on, slip me some
(Pupils, they worry me)
So come on, come on, slip me some
(Nothing wrong with me)
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
But her doctor told me that her sanity hangs by a thread
And living here could easily snap it
It was just a swear, eh?
Sayin' you would tame me?
Couple bills on your last name
On 'em cuffs, wake up in
Why you want somethin' more?
Your cousin Drill is a bore
I was in a bad mood
Can we make it to the twelfth room?
Nah, fuck all these old people, we should just go
You told me no one was comin', we know
I'll let him fake it, you know that I know
Either we go, or I fake it for show
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some?
Ooh ah yeah
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later
So you see a girl, oh, you chase her
Chase her with that paper
Feed her only karats
She a bunny, now you raised her
Nah, fuck all of them, let's go chill with the gun
Oh, your mom says I'm rude, that shit does not regard her
She raise him to sleep only where there's white collar
I'm stuck talkin' horse races, you with your father
Toward the outside Raffie's Majesty is showing some speed today
Fuck
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some?
Ooh ah yeah
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later
So you see a girl, oh, you chase her
Yeah B, I was a chaser
Okay, see you later, don't chase her
"See, let me have a look at you"
"What's the matter?"
"Your eyes, pupils, they worry me"
"Nothing wrong with me"
So come on, come on, slip me some
(Pupils, they worry me)
So come on, come on, slip me some
(Nothing wrong with me)
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
So come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
Oh, you thought we were dating?
I told you I'm playin' around
Are you gonna
Come on, come on, slip me some
Ooh ah yeah
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Writer(s): Pierre Francois Blondeau, John Adam Howard, Sabrina Sousa
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