NIGHT TERRORS
If the vibe ain't right
Then you're gonna have to beat it
Like Micheal Jackson
Or Weird Al Eat it
Don't give me that bullshit
Orthodox Jew
Muslim or Hindu
Yeah I know a few
Killing them softly
Call me The Fugees
Fucking her hardly
She's gonna need a new key
See me see me see me see me
See me
You got no words
Like instrumentals
Putting 'em to sleep man
Like they shooting fentanyl
Hit you with a dose
And have your world spinning
Caving in on you
Original sinning
Pack your bags here we go
Send you straight to hell
You got no soul
And nothing left to sell
Black as the nighttime
Yeah I did you dirty
All the bitches change their tune
When they hit thirty
Get that pussy waxed
Call it Brazilian
But nobody wants it
It's a nasty feeling
She's a woke type womanist
Looking for a simple man
You're gonna need a better plan
2023 relationships are dead
I'm just too sexy
Like Right Said Fred
You can stay who you're with
I don't want none of that
Too many dudes
Been blowing out your back
No cap no cap
Happier on NoFap
Spit game at these hoes
I don't need no app
Bend over for me
Give that ass a hard slap
See your homies in the street
I don't give no dap
On a solo mission
Shut your mouth and listen
All these tracks you be dissing
Til you wind up missing
Girl on my dick kissing
She ask my permission
Cooking and cleaning
While she's cock fiending
Got me leaning towards wife-ing her
Nah I just put a little life in her
Send her on her way
There's nothing you can say honey
It was fun while it lasted
Then you're gonna have to beat it
Like Micheal Jackson
Or Weird Al Eat it
Don't give me that bullshit
Orthodox Jew
Muslim or Hindu
Yeah I know a few
Killing them softly
Call me The Fugees
Fucking her hardly
She's gonna need a new key
See me see me see me see me
See me
You got no words
Like instrumentals
Putting 'em to sleep man
Like they shooting fentanyl
Hit you with a dose
And have your world spinning
Caving in on you
Original sinning
Pack your bags here we go
Send you straight to hell
You got no soul
And nothing left to sell
Black as the nighttime
Yeah I did you dirty
All the bitches change their tune
When they hit thirty
Get that pussy waxed
Call it Brazilian
But nobody wants it
It's a nasty feeling
She's a woke type womanist
Looking for a simple man
You're gonna need a better plan
2023 relationships are dead
I'm just too sexy
Like Right Said Fred
You can stay who you're with
I don't want none of that
Too many dudes
Been blowing out your back
No cap no cap
Happier on NoFap
Spit game at these hoes
I don't need no app
Bend over for me
Give that ass a hard slap
See your homies in the street
I don't give no dap
On a solo mission
Shut your mouth and listen
All these tracks you be dissing
Til you wind up missing
Girl on my dick kissing
She ask my permission
Cooking and cleaning
While she's cock fiending
Got me leaning towards wife-ing her
Nah I just put a little life in her
Send her on her way
There's nothing you can say honey
It was fun while it lasted
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Writer(s): Chris Neal
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