| Let’s emerge ourselves in this lucid dream
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| Even though we ain’t never slept
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| Playing Cupid’s theme with your G-string
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| I still miss you if we never met
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| Came all this way just to take it off
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| And you still wore that pretty dress
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| We ain’t nowhere near or by a lake at all
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| But I can still get you pretty wet
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| Call me Father drop-top, cop a feel
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| Feel the breeze on her pretty breasts
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| While I watch her top drop, cop a feel
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| Then onto the kitty next
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| Now I don’t know what you’ve been told
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| I gotta keep me a big bankroll
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| Bottle of tequila and some real dank dro
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| Turning up the speakers and a real quaint ho
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| What we gon' do when that drink get low?
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| Something for that nose, but your friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| I need a freak in the evening, a freak in the morn'
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| Where the after-party? |
| Baby let’s get thrown
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| Life’s too short, and the dick too long
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| Got a bag of cheap thrills, baby let’s get blown
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| Hey, come here
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| (What?)
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| I wanna try something
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| Press your lips to mine, and see if you can get my heart thumping
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| Nah, that’s just the bass bumping
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| But goddamn girl, you taste scrumptious
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| Shit’s so fye, I can’t stay conscious
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| So damn hot, need oxygen
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| We ain’t got much time girl get on it
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| (Fuck foreplay, boy, spit on it)
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| Now you know you shouldn’t say those things
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| Brings out the devil in me
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| Damn near dawn, and the sky skin tones
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| Wanna send chills down them light skin bones
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| You’re look like a girl that I might bring home
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| Cotton candy clouds, pastel pink bones
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| What we gon' do when that drink get low?
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| Something for that nose, but your friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| I need a freak in the evening, a freak in the morn'
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| Where the after-party? |
| Baby let’s get thrown
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| Life’s too short, and the dick too long
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| Got a bag of cheap thrills, baby let’s get blown
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| What we gon' do when that drink get low?
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| Something for that nose, but your friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| Friends can’t know
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| I need a freak in the evening, a freak in the morn'
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| Where the after-party? |
| Baby let’s get thrown
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| Life’s too short, and the dick too long
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| Got a bag of cheap thrills, baby let’s get blown |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cheap Thrills , by - Father. Song from the album Boys & Girls Club - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп