looking for a place to eat But my belly's so full With all these things I'm hoping for whores And I'm wishing my legs away Oh, I'm wishing my legs away
I earn a keep screaming "ghost" at my own face living proof of what they see (a road trodden black) coughing up lungs to show something's inside
We've got problem leaking pores, poorly written points with borrowed beliefs adding impact to our voice I am disheartened at the thought of your
I believe it's time for you to avert your eyes i've been looking ugly i've been feeling ugly decency and decorum gave way to the soaked sheets
This is what someone calls living pouring paperbacked prophecies into advice worth giving he says "someday" as if he's got the time i say "someday
Well you broke all of my mirrors but i sure as hell can smoke and it's all i've got to prove this isn't just an inside joke we've rhymed and reasoned
got my gun spouting ricocheted bullets from the tips of our tongues and this isn't conventional it's compressed warfare as arrows launch at made up
My future depends on this throwback rhythm my past depends on me telling tall tales of living what i've yet to live and what i'll never see i can
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looking for a place to eat, but my belly's so full With all these things I'm hoping for, whores And I'm wishing my legs away Oh I'm wishing my legs
Khalifa] if you roll one up, i'mma roll one too oh you sayin' you don't smoke ? well that's all that we do you be up in the club i be up in the clouds
when you think about me I'm the boss Bentley or the Porsche Overseas see jet skis slide across I love the way you dress, now take it off Put your legs
back in your head The shakin' in your legs Mmhmm, mmhmm, that's what she said Making love faces, making love faces Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin' Messin' up
won't let ya get up out that game, no So go lover, don't it make me rain? And when we're done I don't wanna feel my legs And when we're done I just
like it when you do that stuff to me I am no angel I like it when you talk, talk dirty when you talk, talk Dirty talk Kitten heels, lingerie, pantyhose, foreplay Legs up
I sat outside my front window, this story's going somewhere He's well hung and I am hanging up There's a song on the radio that says "Let's get this party
