Get My Own

Well I got no reason
Just a feelin' I like pleasing
Want that fizzle tab on my tongue
Palms numb
Heavy breathing
Never leaving out my keys
An catch the meaning
Looking for a bump
Well I always feed the fiending
Got me leaning on a tree - I'm greening
Believe me when I say I'm stumped
Rumps dumped on the trunk
I'll slow my breathing with a blunt
A rum will plump me up
I'm saying I'm crunked
I get that

Gotta do what you want, gotta do what you need
Gotta get real high, jack it and shoot your seed
We can do it to it move it in the morning sun
Stick a finger in ya bum, rub it till ya cum
You gotta get right down on your knees
Open your throat right up take it till you can't breath
Gotta work that tongue, be a tease
Motorboat them sweet titties
MmMmmmm

Well I've never said no I know no liar's and I know that that's a lie
The lie is lying in the lie read that back slow
I gotta start the verse with something new and cool
Material that's old and dull just won't gel with this style
Going wild on the track like I'm paddling up the Nile
Went Zak wylde on the axe which means I'm targeting style
You don't believe that?
Well I've deemed that.
You're a fool.
If you ain't
Repeat the whole track.

Well you've made it this far and now you're on the brink
Ahh come on now party up, how much can you drink?
You gotta make some noise, feed your kink
Piss in the kitchen sink
Grab another drink
That's not enough, you're looking for more
Weed, beer, coked up, n looking for whores
How far you fall depends just how high you soar
Yet you still come back for more and more

That deep sweet crave from down inside
How to get my own
Gotta get my own
I just wanna get my own
Gotta get my own
Gonna get my own



Credits
Writer(s): Seth-li Civic
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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