Hit the town, running demon time
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Gotta wake up and make the bed
Gotta train the mental
Keep body fed
Been fascinated, stuck in my youth
Least what the doctor said
Been solo dolo far to long can't feature on my songs
I feel the blues
I need a muse
Played like an instrument
Instrumentals nowadays come one in a million
Whatchu represent
Foreign bitch
Olive oiled skinned, she Sicilian
I keep it quick
She all up in my bed, jus want the head
Then she gotta split
Like Mr. Miracle, Houdini shit
(Ugh)
You can't tie me down we mess around
That's all this shit is
I keep a couple in the chamber, it's like Russian roulette
Shit if you catch me outside that's all the time you gone get
She wanna be my chick, but her feelings is irrelevant
Damn
I been hurt before
Down on my luck
My feelings had me stuck
Coming up my struggle obsession
I learned to lock it up
My heart to big it beat out my chest
Now I'm provocative
Now only looking after myself is my prerogative
Got another meeting in a few
You got move
What you stalling for
You gone put me in a mood but that's cool
Cause now I'm dropping hoes
Line them up like dominoes
She miss the mark
She gotta go
I came to vibe
Maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna touch souls
You getting messy kid
Go tighten up, go wipe ya nose
Time to fall back and rotate
Rethink scenarios
Hate to cut her off, but it ain't worth it
All the feelings involved
I came to vibe, maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna f*ck raw
Hit the town, running demon time
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Luos Nod - Bachelor Lyrics
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Hit the town, running demon time
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Gotta wake up and make the bed
Gotta train the mental
Keep body fed
Been fascinated, stuck in my youth
Least what the doctor said
Been solo dolo far to long can't feature on my songs
I feel the blues
I need a muse
Played like an instrument
Instrumentals nowadays come one in a million
Whatchu represent
Foreign bitch
Olive oiled skinned, she Sicilian
I keep it quick
She all up in my bed, jus want the head
Then she gotta split
Like Mr. Miracle, Houdini shit
(Ugh)
You can't tie me down we mess around
That's all this shit is
I keep a couple in the chamber, it's like Russian roulette
Shit if you catch me outside that's all the time you gone get
She wanna be my chick, but her feelings is irrelevant
Damn
I been hurt before
Down on my luck
My feelings had me stuck
Coming up my struggle obsession
I learned to lock it up
My heart to big it beat out my chest
Now I'm provocative
Now only looking after myself is my prerogative
Got another meeting in a few
You got move
What you stalling for
You gone put me in a mood but that's cool
Cause now I'm dropping hoes
Line them up like dominoes
She miss the mark
She gotta go
I came to vibe
Maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna touch souls
You getting messy kid
Go tighten up, go wipe ya nose
Time to fall back and rotate
Rethink scenarios
Hate to cut her off, but it ain't worth it
All the feelings involved
I came to vibe, maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna f*ck raw
Hit the town, running demon time
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Gotta wake up and make the bed
Gotta train the mental
Keep body fed
Been fascinated, stuck in my youth
Least what the doctor said
Been solo dolo far to long can't feature on my songs
I feel the blues
I need a muse
Played like an instrument
Instrumentals nowadays come one in a million
Whatchu represent
Foreign bitch
Olive oiled skinned, she Sicilian
I keep it quick
She all up in my bed, jus want the head
Then she gotta split
Like Mr. Miracle, Houdini shit
(Ugh)
You can't tie me down we mess around
That's all this shit is
I keep a couple in the chamber, it's like Russian roulette
Shit if you catch me outside that's all the time you gone get
She wanna be my chick, but her feelings is irrelevant
Damn
I been hurt before
Down on my luck
My feelings had me stuck
Coming up my struggle obsession
I learned to lock it up
My heart to big it beat out my chest
Now I'm provocative
Now only looking after myself is my prerogative
Got another meeting in a few
You got move
What you stalling for
You gone put me in a mood but that's cool
Cause now I'm dropping hoes
Line them up like dominoes
She miss the mark
She gotta go
I came to vibe
Maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna touch souls
You getting messy kid
Go tighten up, go wipe ya nose
Time to fall back and rotate
Rethink scenarios
Hate to cut her off, but it ain't worth it
All the feelings involved
I came to vibe, maybe a f*ck
But now she wanna f*ck raw
Hit the town, running demon time
Pussy on my mind
Whiskey on the rocks, baby powder
Like my women soft
I'm looking sharp as f*ck jus peep the swag she like the way I walk
Invite her to the crib, you can bet I got the Uber booked
Writer: Nathaniel Ezell
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