Swisher Sweets

Threes, Twos
Good things come in threes
Swishers come in twos
Paranoid that my pride some type of edible
I might dial Dial UP and try to dead the bull
I wish that I could change the past, I won't say it's regrettable
She said
Shh

Don't you blow my high
Knew I was the one the same year Andre dropped Aquemini
Look around this party and it's just you, me, myself and I
Once the kids had hypnotize and now they playin' touch the sky

What a feeling
What a feeling
Afraid of healing
What a Feeling
What a Feeling
Afraid of healing
What a feeling
Afraid of Healing
What a feeling
What a feeling
Afraid of healing
Afraid of healing

Ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo

Head over looking ahead, another degree and straight to the grave

It's damn near the weekend I ain't slept a wink since, Monday
Never in the city I ain't tryna whip the Hyundai
Mama said my time about to come, I guess it's Sunday
Driving with my eyes closed backwards up the runway
Yeah
One way or another imma get it right
Swear I had a show just like the other night

We were smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Didn't hit the bong and didn't hit the pipe)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Now she got me feeling on her tiger stripes)
We were smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Pat me up and down do you have a light?)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Ooh I got the munchies, can I have a bite?)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala

I think I'm so afraid of healing

The UK know just where I'm coming from
If you OK with the beat that the drummer drum
That's the type shit that go and make dummer dumb
I'm flipping through the paper, tell me who got greener thumbs

Playing Love's a Game while we going on Serena runs

Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Now she got me feeling on her tiger stripes)
We were smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Pat me up and down do you have a light?)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Ooh I got the munchies, can I have a bite?)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(I didn't smoke it but I feel it)
She was smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(And now my hands up on the ceiling)
We were smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(Was getting by, yeah I was dealing)
The tree we smoking Lalalalalalalalalalalala
(I think I'm so afraid of healing)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Lewis
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