| Sometimes I gotta get away, get away
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| Wake up at dawn with the main bang
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| I don’t do
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| Sublime, I tell her straight away, straight away
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| D go deeper than an 808, boom boom boom
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| Kush smell like chitterlangs chitter-chat
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| With her little friend on my dang-a-lang, pitter-pat
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| Pump ya lil breaks with the Bickerang
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| I don’t never entertain on my soul
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| I’m allergic to negativity, a-choo, look at you
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| Sexy when you mad though, ooo, look at you
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| Fuck her like I’m pissed off 'til I get soft
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| Take a little pit stop, intermission
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| Shawty popping, she a wheel on the screw
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| We can do whatever you wanna do
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| Running off fumes and a few brews in the room
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| Blkswn born on BlkJptr grew
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| BlkWings, soarin'
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| I might shit on the roof
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| Baby, come fly with me
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| Let’s oochie wally in a Maserati
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| Shit, what’s time if it ain’t quality?
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| Lay the silk pillows down on the bed for your head
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| You a vet? |
| I’m a dog
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| Trim me up, roll the meds
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| Silk pillows keep my head smooth
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| Sipping some E&J
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| And my niggas
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| Hit me up like, «What's the move?»
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| It’s just like these days
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| Fuck the function
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| I’d rather be with you
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| Sipping some E&J
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| And my niggas
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| Hit me up like, «What's the move?»
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| It’s just like these days
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| Fuck the function
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| I’d rather be with you
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| I’m gone off your energy, my inner chi
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| So at ease whenever we in the sheets
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| Beat it up like it was your enemy
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| Then post up and chill for infinity
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| Lay me down right, fuck the daylight
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| Fuckin' 'til the day break in the moonlight
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| Moanin' and sentimental giggles
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| And reminiscing as the remy trickles
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| Slowly down the hollow of my throat
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| Hold me like your only tomorrow
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| Show me I’m the one you would die for
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| I’ll be everything you could ask for
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| Just you and me, babe
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| Stay here with me, babe
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| Silkk like my shocka, poppa
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| Silk like vanilla waves
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| Your entity, babe
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| My remedy, babe
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| Silk like «you wanna get freaky with me»
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| Mentally, spiritually, what you waiting on?
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| Silk pillows keep my head smooth
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| Sipping some E&J
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| And my niggas
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| Hit me up like, «What's the move?»
|
| It’s just like these days
|
| Fuck the function
|
| I’d rather be with you
|
| Sipping some E&J
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| And my niggas
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| Hit me up like, «What's the move?»
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| It’s just like these days
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| Fuck the function
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| I’d rather be with you |