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Ass Swung Low

 

Ass Swung Low

(álbum: Stretch 1 - 2012)


I'm so sick
I fuck you, fuck you

I'mma kick that fucking face in
Blacklight, wasted
It wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat, come right, come right, come on
I'll take time to shift
Right hit gets shots, ping pong
Blow off, blow your own cock
When you waking, get the fuck off

Blacklight, wasted
It wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat right, come right, come right, come on
Blow off, blow your own cock
When you waking the fake up to lift off, uh

I'mma sharpen with my lights off, loving you
Do all the things I wanna do
I'mma share my blood with somebody new
Take the rest off, fucking you
If it don't turn out right
Don't feel wronged
With what you always had
Now I'm bringing it back, with your ass swung low

Mind is messing with the flow
Turn my sex on, turn my sex off
Turn my sex up, double cup
Thread, ripline, blown, kite flying
Waking all the demons in your way
Enter in mistake
Come back to my place, and
Turn deranged, you turn your ball, hold onto faith

The hate dissipates
Are you watching my flame?
Well, consider me entertained
Bring it back down
'Cause there used to be a time
When a flat top push and whine

I been giving it up
Papercut
Blow up while you're picking it up
Full of shit underneath
Written all on my face, fresh from the scene
Pink lemonade, get in the limousine
Climbing on my back
You're feeling me, right?

Sipping on scotch, scoping out the scene
Chasing all my dreams, I'mma bout to
Shit, I'm bringing it back
Doing you wrong, just like that
Getting me strong
Feeling in the fight out

What the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
'Cause silence is gone
Let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
I let it shout out
I let the drum shout out

Tryna breathe but I choke
Face fronting, move to slow
Don't know where you move but I got that shit
Fire, make ya ass itch
Make ya brain twitch, routine switch
I can give it up, no touch
You better call, call, call, call the fire department

So fast
Make ya shit itch
Make ya head spin
Booty pop lock, tryna find you
Bass swung low, drop your creature to the floor

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