E&J

Ran into some friends last night
All started with hi
Ebony and Jezebel
They're both my type
Good lord I hear wedding bells, or police sirens
I must be high
But where's my E and J

Mhmmhm
Where's my E and J
Cheap thrills, cheap thrills

Hit my line I'll spin the block
No one will know
Bottoms up till mah fo'five blow
I'm snatching souls
Damn this might be our wedding song
One things fa'sho
I'm way too high
But where's my E and J

Mhmmhm
Where's my E and J
Cheap thrills, cheap thrills

Aye! One mo' time for I loose my grip
Ima stunt ima shine ima hold my dick
E and J in the sky, ima pass that bitch
E and J in the sky, ima take yo bitch
I'm in the mood hoe
I'm bout to fuck up the tempo
I like her tongue cuz it's nimble
Already know what you here fo'

Ran away from my friends tonight
Said my goodbyes
Ebony and Jezebel
The perfect type
American wedding from hell
Death by designer
I know I'm high
But where's my E and J

Yea



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Writer(s): Safwaan Pullen
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