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Yeah, the head count on my bed count Probably more than my thread count Most of 'em I dread now But at least you know I'm gon' lay it down I won' apologize for all the women I went with That got messed around Shawty, why you all dressed up? I like you more when you dress down 'Cause the ass on you is ridiculous Now I'm meticulous who I kick it with Miss lady, I know my vows even though I'm not that articulate [?] of my old man Can't find the girl who wanna hold hands Walk down the aisle, raise my child Smart enough to get a gold band Slow dance to some Jagged Edge Then we pulled off with them old cans Honeymoon in the cold sand Fuck the club, we're tryna own land We can go tan where the boat land Build schools, that's the whole plan But until then, where the hoes man? White linen I make most of mistakes when I'm laying on top of white linen When the fives line up just right at night, are you listening? SongtexteI am sinning, white women like swimming right in my White linen We throw a party and I might've took a bit at the shows I played my guitar, people thought I was cool And suddenly, the whole scene played in slow motion Who's in my bed now? 'Cause I haven't a clue White linen I make most of mistakes when I'm laying on top of white linen When the fives line up just right at night, I listen I am sinning, white women like swimming right in my White linen What am I trying to prove? What am I trying to prove? Just had a threesome at this party we decided to throw I grab one by the hair, I grab the other bitch by the throat And suddenly, the whole scene played in slow motion I gave 'em each blackbear hoodies and a bump of my blow White linen I make most of mistakes when I'm laying on top of white linen When the fives line up just right at night, I listen I am sinning, white women like swimming right in my White linen, white linen What am I trying to prove? Aus Songtexte Mania