MATCHA LATTE

Hop out the bush
Stopping the car with no look
I was just counting my luck
Five, tens and dubs
How you survive in a drought
I was just counting them up
But you wasn't cool
You wasn't feeling the boy
'Til u felt it in your gut
And you had to nut
Wanna feel invincible
Now we just killin' the club
Endings approaching
Can this hypnosis, be rhythm and motion
Chemists and potions
A nigga met lucy, a nigga aroused
So get off the bullshit
Are we gonna do this
You bringing them bombs
I'm ready to shoot shit
It might be the Dusse
Cause baby

You've been looking for love on the wrong
The way you doing your love in the long hours
If it was true to your love as a rose
But you just threw all your love on the throne
Throne again
Ooh, Ooh
You just threw on the throne again
Ooh, Ooh
You just threw on the throne



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Jordan
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