Two Left Hands
Don't give me up
I'll stop calling my friends
If you hit me up
I think your god has two left hands
Hands
He made you while he's dancing to me
You soulless
Never hold back
Now you fucking with my girls my pals
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
Proud of displaying your curls your crowns
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
I think we should be dead
Right now
Let ghosts buzz in my head
You soulless
Never hold back
It's no headless hunt
Near Nicolas
Still see you in reverse
Draw two new loves
Skip off all their clothes
Wasn't as wild as the first
And you know spoken words look different in literature
Literature
And you keel from Aldi's wine sorries heard through your hurls
Roll down Ida Wells your Uber pats me down
Tell him I'm your pal I fear I'm friend zoned now
Don't give me up
I'll stop calling my friends
If you hit me up
I think your god has two left hands
Hands
He made you while he's dancing to me
You soulless
Never hold back
Now you fucking with my girls my pals
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
Proud of displaying your curls your crowns
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
I think we should be dead
Right now
Let ghosts buzz in my head
You soulless
Never hold back
I'll stop calling my friends
If you hit me up
I think your god has two left hands
Hands
He made you while he's dancing to me
You soulless
Never hold back
Now you fucking with my girls my pals
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
Proud of displaying your curls your crowns
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
I think we should be dead
Right now
Let ghosts buzz in my head
You soulless
Never hold back
It's no headless hunt
Near Nicolas
Still see you in reverse
Draw two new loves
Skip off all their clothes
Wasn't as wild as the first
And you know spoken words look different in literature
Literature
And you keel from Aldi's wine sorries heard through your hurls
Roll down Ida Wells your Uber pats me down
Tell him I'm your pal I fear I'm friend zoned now
Don't give me up
I'll stop calling my friends
If you hit me up
I think your god has two left hands
Hands
He made you while he's dancing to me
You soulless
Never hold back
Now you fucking with my girls my pals
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
Proud of displaying your curls your crowns
It's a brown eyed world and we all in it
I think we should be dead
Right now
Let ghosts buzz in my head
You soulless
Never hold back
Credits
Writer(s): Willie Main
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