We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
She give me a hard time
Off the way I drop that hard dick on her
Big kahuna
Her Hawaiian punch in puddles
When I spoon her
It's a white water wave
We goin' swimmin' off in them satin sheets
American water bill been so high
We doin' laundry five times a week
The way she tellin' me to get that rock back up
You'd have thought the bitch was Meek
I take the kielbasa up off the buns
Back to the grill
And turn up the heat
I really shoulda only did halfway strokes
That full dick make these bitches tweak
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
Yeah
I ain't the nigga
That you wanna mark as your territory
Bitch, I'm terrible
To these
Hoes
I'm Tinker Hatfield with these
Shoes
I draw you red
Then color you blue
I'll have ya ass writin in a notebook with crayons
In a green striped shirt tryin' to find clues
I'll have ya ass runnin' round here with your monkey
Questionin' flunkies
What path should you choose
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
I give her your number
That bitch on your bumper
She slammin' that ass like a domino
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
Lil' bitch a real savage
She'll skull drag ya
Take you through there like"Vamonos"
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
Kevlon - DIABETES Lyrics
Kevlon - DIABETES Lyrics
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We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
She give me a hard time
Off the way I drop that hard dick on her
Big kahuna
Her Hawaiian punch in puddles
When I spoon her
It's a white water wave
We goin' swimmin' off in them satin sheets
American water bill been so high
We doin' laundry five times a week
The way she tellin' me to get that rock back up
You'd have thought the bitch was Meek
I take the kielbasa up off the buns
Back to the grill
And turn up the heat
I really shoulda only did halfway strokes
That full dick make these bitches tweak
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
Yeah
I ain't the nigga
That you wanna mark as your territory
Bitch, I'm terrible
To these
Hoes
I'm Tinker Hatfield with these
Shoes
I draw you red
Then color you blue
I'll have ya ass writin in a notebook with crayons
In a green striped shirt tryin' to find clues
I'll have ya ass runnin' round here with your monkey
Questionin' flunkies
What path should you choose
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
I give her your number
That bitch on your bumper
She slammin' that ass like a domino
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
Lil' bitch a real savage
She'll skull drag ya
Take you through there like"Vamonos"
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
She give me a hard time
Off the way I drop that hard dick on her
Big kahuna
Her Hawaiian punch in puddles
When I spoon her
It's a white water wave
We goin' swimmin' off in them satin sheets
American water bill been so high
We doin' laundry five times a week
The way she tellin' me to get that rock back up
You'd have thought the bitch was Meek
I take the kielbasa up off the buns
Back to the grill
And turn up the heat
I really shoulda only did halfway strokes
That full dick make these bitches tweak
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
Yeah
I ain't the nigga
That you wanna mark as your territory
Bitch, I'm terrible
To these
Hoes
I'm Tinker Hatfield with these
Shoes
I draw you red
Then color you blue
I'll have ya ass writin in a notebook with crayons
In a green striped shirt tryin' to find clues
I'll have ya ass runnin' round here with your monkey
Questionin' flunkies
What path should you choose
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
I give her your number
That bitch on your bumper
She slammin' that ass like a domino
I'll have ya ass runnin' away from a bitch I call Paw Patrol
She be dog walkin' hoes
Lil' bitch a real savage
She'll skull drag ya
Take you through there like"Vamonos"
We'd have been back vibin
If you decided to shut the f*ck up
This my last time sexin' on a Scorpio
Cause y'all do too much
We ain't even have enough harmony
Let the horoscopes tell it
You know I ain't even listen
I was optimistic
I was tryin' to smell it
That dog in me take me where that cat at
Er time
My type diabetes
Ass fat
Er time
My type diabetes
First she sweet
Then she ahhh
My type diabetes
Insolent, but she fine
Writer: Kevlon Houston
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