Mr. Sandman

You say you ready for this I hope you're ready for this
You hiding lies masquerade boy won't you send me a pic
I see you got angles and shit it's touching your ankles come hit
Just know you have been warned promise you won't regret it no no no no
Cause the thought in the back of my mind if things just went left
It didn't cross my mind till I sent you the address
Soon as he walked up in the door
To the bedroom nigga fuck a tour
I laid back on my bed open my legs look down and I see it no no no no
What the fuck what the fuck I'm suppose to do with this
Mr Sandman are you sellin A pipe dream
What the fuck What the fuck is this suppose to be
Mr Sandman are you sellin A pipe dream
Must be that whisky or is it freezing is that your pinky nigga you tricked me
You say you're a grower nigga grow up hold up where's your brother
Cause I'm gone need some extra lenses and you gone need some extra inches
I would never claim no nigga every time I look at a nigga I see a big dollar sign
Claim no nigga fuck I look like crying over a hoe these niggas just hoes to me
What the fuck what the fuck I'm suppose to do with this
Mr Sandman are you sellin A pipe dream
What the fuck What the fuck is this suppose to be
Mr Sandman are you sellin A pipe dream
A pipe dream



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Writer(s): Cordaro Johnson
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