It's hard to halt euphoria
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
From this perspective it's hard to see where my head is
But she stomach me
Naturally
Knowing that you bad for me
On her knees least once a week I really think it's blasphemy but
I f*ck with you heavy cause
I f*ck with you heavy love
That pussy poisonous petaling potent powers
And when I'm off the liquor sister know I go for hours
After she go comatose from strokes I smoke and take a shower
Smoke and choke to cope with thoughts of how I'm gonna croak
But I be feeling most alive inside your thighs, where it be soaked
Only get nostalgia from the backs of women's throats
Say she wanna lay up, join the roster I'm a coach
Pussy coming back to me it's like it's on a rope and shit
I don't do no bogus shit
I'm only wanting you
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
I can lock you up with cuffs just know positions to assume
You was talking shit until you drip a puddle made of you
Well don't think we was through, hell we can hit the roof
Like da wraith help you find another faith
Under stars with my bae blasting cudi make her say
Wow
Passing dutches make her bust it on the playground
It's hard to halt euphoria
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
704zeus - Get a Room Lyrics
704zeus - Get a Room Lyrics
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It's hard to halt euphoria
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
From this perspective it's hard to see where my head is
But she stomach me
Naturally
Knowing that you bad for me
On her knees least once a week I really think it's blasphemy but
I f*ck with you heavy cause
I f*ck with you heavy love
That pussy poisonous petaling potent powers
And when I'm off the liquor sister know I go for hours
After she go comatose from strokes I smoke and take a shower
Smoke and choke to cope with thoughts of how I'm gonna croak
But I be feeling most alive inside your thighs, where it be soaked
Only get nostalgia from the backs of women's throats
Say she wanna lay up, join the roster I'm a coach
Pussy coming back to me it's like it's on a rope and shit
I don't do no bogus shit
I'm only wanting you
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
I can lock you up with cuffs just know positions to assume
You was talking shit until you drip a puddle made of you
Well don't think we was through, hell we can hit the roof
Like da wraith help you find another faith
Under stars with my bae blasting cudi make her say
Wow
Passing dutches make her bust it on the playground
It's hard to halt euphoria
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
From this perspective it's hard to see where my head is
But she stomach me
Naturally
Knowing that you bad for me
On her knees least once a week I really think it's blasphemy but
I f*ck with you heavy cause
I f*ck with you heavy love
That pussy poisonous petaling potent powers
And when I'm off the liquor sister know I go for hours
After she go comatose from strokes I smoke and take a shower
Smoke and choke to cope with thoughts of how I'm gonna croak
But I be feeling most alive inside your thighs, where it be soaked
Only get nostalgia from the backs of women's throats
Say she wanna lay up, join the roster I'm a coach
Pussy coming back to me it's like it's on a rope and shit
I don't do no bogus shit
I'm only wanting you
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
When you come to Charlotte darling we should get a room
I can lock you up with cuffs just know positions to assume
You was talking shit until you drip a puddle made of you
Well don't think we was through, hell we can hit the roof
Like da wraith help you find another faith
Under stars with my bae blasting cudi make her say
Wow
Passing dutches make her bust it on the playground
It's hard to halt euphoria
Jesus I'm mourning ya
No secret lost my religion to keep Victoria
Who still leaking, she no be decent hella reasons for that
Writer: Wesley Simmons II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid