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yo. yo, yo. yo.a lonely city.this to you, girl.lonely citythis week only biddiesi see she wasn't really stokedat what I'm spittingif she's prettya nifty ladyi was greeting latelylabel me greedybut i came to seeif she was like available tomake me sweetcrushed by her one toucheven light chuga slurpy head rushand suchi live a lifestyle half happytwice wildSongtexteand mad nicepassed laughing in the lab with myselfaint attractivewhen you say you rap an don't have a gator get played a lotand all that i offer's romancinEnchantressstand listen let me kiss your hand missa kid could only wishthat you would dance with himexcuse mebut i isn't into used to seeing beautyseein two foot cuties who ain't sayin phooeyand he grew immune to itlike he knew it's too goodto be trueand seek refuge in the musicyorough edgesfuckin with a recordfull of stuff i saidleft me with a wedgewhere my neck ischip upon my shouldercolder than the winterwhen i try to open upmy soul afrozen jig is oversipping on the potionsitting on the dock with the oceanand talking over some conversation revisionsi made some rotten decisionsyo, kush bother youdig 'em throw emshow him you were interested often.it caught me off guardcause i forgot your soft heartor i underestimated how you play itonly if the game is drain a kegand then I'm on pointracing all day just to chase it with a tall boyascribe my frustration to a ball pointgirl you got the sweet sophisticationof a almond-joyand its all destroyedso i can wake going separate waysbout to talk gamefrom across the voidCHORUS:pass another half n halfthrow it back,love to the dope sackthe result?more sad memoriesyou had mei lost you(yo, i feel burnt out, let's roll up another)try and tell the futurethrough alternate universeswhere i met you sooneror you melted downmy bullet proofer armordrama add another commato the sentencethat he's servinghe deserve it like karmamy last duchess,that i fuck with itpassget to something betteri was drunk, it doesn't matter.madame see i am enamorednot revealing the feelingsyou never knew he had 'emnow I'm max like emperortrying my bestthen retreated to the silence againscreaming i am themin my chestgot it locked yesa lot of women that i wanted themto only have the bestnow we got a lotta cessand no prospectsget it litso i can forgetabout the lost heavenand cinderella's slipper fallin offfuck it no regretsjust as long i let her know i loved her all along Aus Songtexte Mania