Lookin' for my iPhone

Looking for my iPhone
Calling you to come home
Got you I don't want hoes
Oh no
Love it when you scream oh
Hate it when you fake moan
We could make a sex scene slo mo

Looking for my iPhone
Calling you to come home
Got you I don't want hoes
Oh no
Love it when you scream oh
Hate it when you fake moan
We could make a sex scene slo mo

Perfume on her wrist I love the smell of it
Codeine in my cup I'm on some lazy shit
Who you think you fooling I'm a devil bitch
Morphine on her lip there ain't no telling if
I could be the wrong boy
She could be the right girl
I think I'm a goth boy
Living in a dark world
You could be my one joy
I could buy you fake pearls

Ain't no telling which girl I would fuckin die for
Let me think about it when I'm ready ill care
Hitting up my line a month ago was not fair
Maybe ill be selfish and get wealthy you'll stare
Messin up my life again it got me stressing

But I'm looking for my iPhone
Lookin' for my iPhone
Calling you to come home
Got you I don't want hoes
Oh no
Love it when you scream oh
Hate it when you fake moan
We could make a sex scene slo mo

Looking for my iPhone
Calling you to come home
Got you I don't want hoes
Oh no
Love it when you scream oh
Hate it when you fake moan
We could make a sex scene slo mo



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Speaks
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