| Don’t blink
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| I need you focused
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| Patterns of your mind are designed like them clouds in the sky
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| Fine like them Ethiopians
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| No matter how I try, just can’t seem to get a hold of you
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| Met her in the darkness, palms stretched
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| Pitch black tryna find our way back
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| Hit that, then a shiny light appeared
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| Sounds from the city started rising
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| Woke up in a flat on 135 and
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| Yo ass, got a nigga vibin'
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| Watching old movies
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| Do me
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| Fuck me
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| Make me feel good
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| Never felt like this, don’t really think I should
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| It’s funny how you never listen to me
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| Hard-headed, Well until you’re in my bed
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| Then that’s a different story
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| I’mma hit it till the universe cracks and the stars start pouring
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| Teach you how to make a couple bullets out of that
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| Then leave you with my gat
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| Cause I know they all boring
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| I’m just a dream in the flesh
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| God’s little mess, a cosmic address
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| Truth is a nigga hard to impress
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| It’s gone take a lot more than red bottoms and a dress
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| An ankh around your neck hanging down to your breast and you hollerin'
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| Talking bout how much you love to smoke sess
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| Arrest that man he fresh, put him on the spot
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| Elliot Ness that man, put him on the clock
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| Two ticks left and they done threw that man the rock
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| Now watch the beat drop
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| Who are you outside knocking on my door, what you knocking for
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| I was floating high now you share my skies, orbiting my mind
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| And now I see you, and I can’t shake you, can’t erase you at all
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| Ooooooh, thoughts are racing, can’t escape them no how
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| Ooooooh, in time and space you’ve got me chasing your love
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| Ooooooh, up here’s no gravity, feel free to follow me
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| And now I see you, and I can’t shake you, can’t erase you at all
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| Ooooooh, thoughts are racing, can’t escape them no how
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| Ooooooh, in time and space you’ve got me chasing your love
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| Ooooooh, up here’s no gravity, feel free to follow me
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| For the longest, I thought you wasn’t real
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| I thought my mind finally snapped
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| So many bitches living just to fuck with a nigga
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| Figure my mind made you up just so I can relax
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| And then you spoke
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| And my imaginary friends can’t talk so uh
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| Lucy boo you got some 'splainin' to do
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| Won’t you bring that Juicy Fruit and get to banging the boots
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| And we ain’t even speaking English, body language will do
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| Punchanella and shoe
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| Need umbrella for you
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| Let’s play a game, try to make a hurricane in yo cooch
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| Hard to contain
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| Contain me when I’m hard and I’ll take apart your brains, pussy throbbing
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| Blood rushing through your arteries and veins
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| Now ain’t that peachy now ain’t that grapey
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| Let’s get some leafey and get to baking like Egyptians
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| Hieroglyphic lifted
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| Don’t believe in science fiction
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| But you see the pyramids so you believe somebody built them
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| I’m known for leaving stable women tilted
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| And I ain’t eating in between her legs gefilte fishing
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| Nah really I’m just being silly
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| That’s what she like about a nigga though
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| Opera house, Figaro
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| You at the point in ya life
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| You realize, you’ve been lying to yourself, lying with the wrong guys
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| All these lions in the den got you looking at the sky
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| Like God why these lip lickers only looking at my thighs
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| Probably cause you on the internets, looking for some likes
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| What a waste of life
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| And I ain’t here to judge
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| But what a waste of life
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| You do this all because you ain’t getting enough love from your guy
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| But I… I… I… I can tell
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| There’s a lot more to you than them bathroom photo shoots
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| So… So… So… So. |
| So gimme yo bones and I can give you my bones
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| And we can all turn to juice
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| Who are you outside knocking on my door, what you knocking for
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| I was floating high now you share my skies, orbiting my mind
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| And now I see you, and I can’t shake you, can’t erase you at all
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| Ooooooh, thoughts are racing, can’t escape them no how
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| Ooooooh, in time and space you’ve got me chasing your love
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| Ooooooh, up here’s no gravity, feel free to follow me
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| And now I see you, and I can’t shake you, can’t erase you at all
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| Ooooooh, thoughts are racing, can’t escape them no how
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| Ooooooh, in time and space you’ve got me chasing your love
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| Ooooooh, up here’s no gravity, feel free to follow me
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| Unless you’re asking for it
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| I don’t wanna hurt you baby, unless you’re asking for it
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| I don’t wanna hurt you baby, unless you’re asking for it
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| I don’t wanna hurt you baby, unless you’re asking for it |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song UFOs, artist - EarthGang. Album song Shallow Graves For Toys, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп