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Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi But that's neither here nor there, she been contemplating short hair She said she tryna be different, but she just like the rest of these bitches But that's neither here nor there, and my dick is her chair It be sexual warfare, I be loaded like software Got so many hoes, I'm hoeing, but she the only one worth knowing And yeah, I do my dirt, but that's for the flowers to grow in I ain't tripping, but she be tripping They ain't got shit on me, but she keep sniffing Look, girl, just gimme that brain, and I'll return the favor Them hoes say I'ma dog, but how come I don't chase 'em? I lick her with no chaser, I pick her out a line up I just wanted some time, she say, "Okay I'm your honor" But she been wanting to break up since Dolce and Gabbana All that ass I just be like, "Come sit your groceries on my counter" I drink tea, she drink wine, call it Tijuana I dying to meet her girl, but she want me to meet her momma Swear I may go Issey Miyake, Bond no. 9 The weed is funky, but I'm smelling fine Tunechi Songtexte Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you I got that shit in my system Somebody gonna be my victim Eh, so where you at with it? 'Cause I can't do it by myself, I need an assistant I got that good-good, that get right That early morning, that midnight I beat it up like a fist fight One, two, three, four, five, 69 That dick all in your windpipe Some of her friends I dislike Some of your friends, they alright Sometimes I think y'all all dykes But fuck all that, I'm on one Don't wanna be with the wrong one That cold head, that warm tongue My third leg run marathons I feel you like I'm blind, girl Can't you see? It's meant to be So come to me, then come for me My game cold, one degree I'm rolling with two bad bitches 'cause misery loves company One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee I miss you in the worst way, ride that dick no speed bumps No red lights, no stop signs, just get to Lil Tunechi "Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you" Should I call somebody else? 'Cause, girl, it's almost twelve and this dick won't suck itself Girl, you know it need some help, it'd make a nigga's day If you said you on your way, eh, eh Should I call somebody else? Cuz girl it's almost twelve, and this dick won't suck itself Girl you know it need some help, it make a nigga's day I just hope you know the way And she said "Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you Now, I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you" Aus Songtexte Mania