Freestyle
I can sing a song sung by sons that never won
Hmm a hearts thump
Dont know how to win
Im the unlucky kid
Stoned and dont make since
Boned to feel close
Because hoes get unclothed
And at least its something
Scenes on phone screens
And water base
Im no slave to the feel of a womans waist
I lie to myself everyday
Pussy like crack cocain
I can hear it calling
Think I smell whats up yo dress
Im a animal my darling
This lust for you from pharamones
Hearing you moan is all I want
My life is all stress
Unless you giving neck
Or that pussy that pussy stretch
Playing in walls bring me God
Kneel down for a round of applause
She just need weed and water
A fiegn out a queen
Serve D to bea boomer daughters
Pussy all I need
Give me all of it
My face girl garnish it
My stroke astonishing
Conduct a symphony
I'm circling seven seas
Would be lying to say posiden
Wasn't possibly
My great grand father
I came to tame babes
Drown kids in tidal waves
Tsunami out ya body
I'm onxy weak to mami
Dying from her gifts
She shoot water from her lips
Tectonic waists smashing create earthquakes
Till we dip
Its some shit
Pussy wet im in
Daily
Thats how I like you
Tell these women about you
All I can do is hype you
Till you beam like dragon night
Ignited between our thighs
Ours souls intertwine slow
Echos out my window
The wind shares our scent
Poison pussy paralyze
Ears turn towards the skips
Between her moans
Im enchanted she sing a lovers song
Im still strumming along
Aint no fluke
I'm a young skywalker
She love me long time
Name of the song luke
Music is all percussion
Strum her bean like a lute
She swear I got her cussing
But the dick do what it do
When I fuck her she walk crisscrossed
Call me skip to my lou
Im balls deep her walls weak
They leak and ooz
She claw sheets
Knees knoting
I could rot here knocking
Her presence intoxing
Cupid want me to lose
Was sleeping on her
Sandman sweeping on her
Now niggas ask what the fuck am I doing
I dream of woman
Trying stick it in till the dirt
That's a black suit black herse
Grind me too weed dirt
Roll me up and smoke it
Hoping for that ghost shit
Not that whoopee goldberg dead mans wish
What I look like dead trying to mold a bitch
Cant control no chick
Unless you necromancer and dead white men just chase after ya
Aye she think she got a choice
Cake baked
Pussy already moist
See it in her face
Wanna taste
Dick smear her lips
She become my bitch
When I jump in guts
I dip she dip
Hand up on her hips
She can only say amazing
Like I got grace
I bless a miss all she sing are praises
She catching dick like its contagious
Side effects she cant walk correct
The way she moaning
I want to white chalk this bitch
She know not that I got more to give
Want her crying in my ear
Try to give religious sensations
The way she choose me
Her momma say my daddy satan
David Ruffin type temptation
Girl get naked you otis
Aint no imagination
Reality have you mad at me
Got you to give me everything
No intention of family
Hmm a hearts thump
Dont know how to win
Im the unlucky kid
Stoned and dont make since
Boned to feel close
Because hoes get unclothed
And at least its something
Scenes on phone screens
And water base
Im no slave to the feel of a womans waist
I lie to myself everyday
Pussy like crack cocain
I can hear it calling
Think I smell whats up yo dress
Im a animal my darling
This lust for you from pharamones
Hearing you moan is all I want
My life is all stress
Unless you giving neck
Or that pussy that pussy stretch
Playing in walls bring me God
Kneel down for a round of applause
She just need weed and water
A fiegn out a queen
Serve D to bea boomer daughters
Pussy all I need
Give me all of it
My face girl garnish it
My stroke astonishing
Conduct a symphony
I'm circling seven seas
Would be lying to say posiden
Wasn't possibly
My great grand father
I came to tame babes
Drown kids in tidal waves
Tsunami out ya body
I'm onxy weak to mami
Dying from her gifts
She shoot water from her lips
Tectonic waists smashing create earthquakes
Till we dip
Its some shit
Pussy wet im in
Daily
Thats how I like you
Tell these women about you
All I can do is hype you
Till you beam like dragon night
Ignited between our thighs
Ours souls intertwine slow
Echos out my window
The wind shares our scent
Poison pussy paralyze
Ears turn towards the skips
Between her moans
Im enchanted she sing a lovers song
Im still strumming along
Aint no fluke
I'm a young skywalker
She love me long time
Name of the song luke
Music is all percussion
Strum her bean like a lute
She swear I got her cussing
But the dick do what it do
When I fuck her she walk crisscrossed
Call me skip to my lou
Im balls deep her walls weak
They leak and ooz
She claw sheets
Knees knoting
I could rot here knocking
Her presence intoxing
Cupid want me to lose
Was sleeping on her
Sandman sweeping on her
Now niggas ask what the fuck am I doing
I dream of woman
Trying stick it in till the dirt
That's a black suit black herse
Grind me too weed dirt
Roll me up and smoke it
Hoping for that ghost shit
Not that whoopee goldberg dead mans wish
What I look like dead trying to mold a bitch
Cant control no chick
Unless you necromancer and dead white men just chase after ya
Aye she think she got a choice
Cake baked
Pussy already moist
See it in her face
Wanna taste
Dick smear her lips
She become my bitch
When I jump in guts
I dip she dip
Hand up on her hips
She can only say amazing
Like I got grace
I bless a miss all she sing are praises
She catching dick like its contagious
Side effects she cant walk correct
The way she moaning
I want to white chalk this bitch
She know not that I got more to give
Want her crying in my ear
Try to give religious sensations
The way she choose me
Her momma say my daddy satan
David Ruffin type temptation
Girl get naked you otis
Aint no imagination
Reality have you mad at me
Got you to give me everything
No intention of family
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Writer(s): Evan Miller
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