Riddle Lust

Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here

Alcohol got your eyes rollin' backwards
I been coughin' from my brothers rollin' Backwoods
Moon walkin' only time I'm moving backwards
She had to take a little second cuz her neck hurts
Had to fuck you from the side til its AM
Love shots from behind I ain't playin'
She love to pop it for me just to entertain now
It's kinda hard just to love you and feel drained out

Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here

You jumpin' to conclusions
I don't know how to do this
I'm too smart to feel this stupid
Hoping I get through this
(Yeah, Yeah)
Kick it like I'm Gatsby
And live classy, classy, classy
But, I know you got your problems
Cuz you never had a father
And the money couldn't solve em
Preaching like a prophet
Hopefully I make some profit
And live classy, classy, classy

Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Here, here, here
Not 'round here
Not 'round here
Not 'round here, shit
Not 'round here, shit
Not 'round here, shit
Not 'round here, shit
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here
Shorty, where'd you get this love from?
Not 'round here, shit, not 'round here



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Writer(s): William Falotico
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