A Toast
Please
Give some energy darling
Last time I told you I thought I had remedies, still it be Hennessy calling
Ninety-three until infinity
Tryna shine light but they dimming me
Bending and ducking these shots they keep sending me
Enemies tryna turn me to a memory
Vividly 'member the vin and the model
Oh yea and the plates
I woke up, plugged right in and spent the rest of the day on the run from the Jakes
Went got my ball when kicked over the fence
Don't get it bent we don't fold we don't break
Holding a fifth of the holiest spade
Let's make a toast to a soul that was saved
Let's make a toast to a soul that was saved
They 'll wake up when I'm gone in the grave
Still I'm not trippin the wine has to age
The seed gotta grow, the sun gotta shine
I'm blowing her brains she blowing my mind
Now wonder I'm thinking bout writing these vowels
Cuz she giving me all the O's and the I's
One hand on the wheel, she love how it feel, I take the other and rub on her thigh
Like give me some energy darling
It's not as lit as it's finna be
BeSomethn got me so drippity
Mr. make something shake like I'm fidgety
Give some energy darling
Last time I told you I thought I had remedies, still it be Hennessy calling
Ninety-three until infinity
Tryna shine light but they dimming me
Bending and ducking these shots they keep sending me
Enemies tryna turn me to a memory
Vividly 'member the vin and the model
Oh yea and the plates
I woke up, plugged right in and spent the rest of the day on the run from the Jakes
Went got my ball when kicked over the fence
Don't get it bent we don't fold we don't break
Holding a fifth of the holiest spade
Let's make a toast to a soul that was saved
Let's make a toast to a soul that was saved
They 'll wake up when I'm gone in the grave
Still I'm not trippin the wine has to age
The seed gotta grow, the sun gotta shine
I'm blowing her brains she blowing my mind
Now wonder I'm thinking bout writing these vowels
Cuz she giving me all the O's and the I's
One hand on the wheel, she love how it feel, I take the other and rub on her thigh
Like give me some energy darling
It's not as lit as it's finna be
BeSomethn got me so drippity
Mr. make something shake like I'm fidgety
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Writer(s): Michael Woods
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