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Shady Moon

all thats left

 

all thats left


[1nonly:]
'Cause, girl, you was all that's left, wanna count my checks
Let me catch my breath real quick, might flex
These words can't say, won't you come my way?
Baby, kick my feet, my check (Ayy), Bruce Wayne
'Cause I'm running out of time, make the time stop
Can you tell me that you're mine in the crop top?
And you always hitting on my line, make my eyes pop
Can you tell me that you're loving me before the night stop?
'Cause, girl, you was all that's left, wanna count my checks
Let me catch my breath real quick, might flex
These words can't say, won't you come my way?
Baby, kick my feet, my check (Ayy), Bruce Wayne
'Cause I'm running out of time, make the time stop
Can you tell me that you're mine in the crop top?
And you always hitting on my line, make my eyes pop
Can you tell me that you're loving me before the night stop?

[shady MOON:]
Okay, said palm trees, angels in the sky, good weather
Bank all flooded, I've been living life better
You're the rubber to my pedals on my bike, let's ride
Damn, another bitch just leave them hoes outside
Your eyes glow brighter than the stars in the night
And all my life, I swear I'll never leave you out my sight
And all my life, I'll make sure that we both just right
Money ain't the problem anymore, we a'ight
Fuck 'em all, leave the truth
Match the color of my gat, clips too
Fuck these bitches on my line, tryna cuff
Swear to God, swear to God they ain't never have shit on you
And I know I've been off, but my mind's on you
And I know I've been gone, but my heart's witchu'
And I don't give a fuck 'bout your last man, boo
I'll give you every reason why I wanna be witchu'

[1nonly:]
'Cause, girl, you was all that's left, wanna count my checks
Let me catch my breath real quick, might flex
These words can't say, won't you come my way?
Baby, kick my feet, my check (Ayy), Bruce Wayne
'Cause I'm running out of time, make the time stop
Can you tell me that you're mine in the crop top?
And you always hitting on my line, make my eyes pop
Can you tell me that you're loving me before the night stop?
'Cause, girl, you was all that's left, wanna count my checks
Let me catch my breath real quick, might flex
These words can't say, won't you come my way?
Baby, kick my feet, my check (Ayy), Bruce Wayne
'Cause I'm running out of time, make the time stop

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