(The Cosmos)
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
You not even in my 100 (uhh)
I'm just tryna keep it 100 (what)
I don't see a reason to love ya (love)
Matter fact, bitch, f*ck ya (f*ck)
She lick on the dick like a sucker (suck)
And she gon' let me hit with no rubber (ugh)
I swear that bitch got lips like no other
But I just can't commit, I won't love her
No, I can't make that lil' bitch my lover
For some reason, I can't really trust her
All I wanna do is f*ck her
Break her back and readjust her
Pelvic thrust her, then I dust her
Self-destruct her, and watch her explode
Kick her off to the side of the road
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
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(The Cosmos)
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
You not even in my 100 (uhh)
I'm just tryna keep it 100 (what)
I don't see a reason to love ya (love)
Matter fact, bitch, f*ck ya (f*ck)
She lick on the dick like a sucker (suck)
And she gon' let me hit with no rubber (ugh)
I swear that bitch got lips like no other
But I just can't commit, I won't love her
No, I can't make that lil' bitch my lover
For some reason, I can't really trust her
All I wanna do is f*ck her
Break her back and readjust her
Pelvic thrust her, then I dust her
Self-destruct her, and watch her explode
Kick her off to the side of the road
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
You not even in my 100 (uhh)
I'm just tryna keep it 100 (what)
I don't see a reason to love ya (love)
Matter fact, bitch, f*ck ya (f*ck)
She lick on the dick like a sucker (suck)
And she gon' let me hit with no rubber (ugh)
I swear that bitch got lips like no other
But I just can't commit, I won't love her
No, I can't make that lil' bitch my lover
For some reason, I can't really trust her
All I wanna do is f*ck her
Break her back and readjust her
Pelvic thrust her, then I dust her
Self-destruct her, and watch her explode
Kick her off to the side of the road
Yeah, I'm gearing up for war like I'm a soldier
I haven't even seen ya little ass before
Come a little bit closer
I won't disclose her
No need to expose her
Nobody even knows her
So I'ma have to ghost her!
And now she getting mad, mad, mad
Well, that's just too bad, bad, bad
Aw, man
You think you number one but you not top ten
Writer: John Mitchell II
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