Watery, sweet lips, one word talking Sweet lovin', plus you're naughty Every morning; imma violently kiss you... Kiss you...
Sweet, sweet baby and I know you're mine But I love you love you love you like a valentine Lost wood in a lost, lost wood Imma knock on your door like the bad guys should
Bad boy knocking, no shame - he was stalking Watching you sleep, +1 in your stocking Can't restrain, the drain, of the main vein Everyday the same clean, poor pain Double tip stick. Got guns sick Breathe you out to clean my shit Must us, trust us, lust done crushed us This is the sound of your ship going down Must us, trust us, lust done crushed us This is the sound of your chick gone down
Sweet, sweet baby and I know you're mine But I love you love you love you like a valentine Lost wood in a lost, lost wood Imma knock on your door like the bad guys should
Watery, sweet lips, one word talking Sweet lovin', plus you're naughty Every morning; imma violently kiss you... Kiss you...
Kiss, kiss these lips, blue lips, bruised hips Never have I ever seen a body layin' so serene Never have I ever been one to really join a team Think about the silence, how you run with violence Wish I could, guess I should Knock on wood, gag you good Wish I would, guess I could Knock on wood, gag you good
Sweet, sweet baby and I know you're mine But I love you love you love you like a valentine Lost wood in a lost, lost wood Imma knock on your door like the bad guys should
Lost wood calling men; a good girl fallen Seed in a mouth; the lips get sprawlin' Precious pace, meets the face Heart, you could burn down the place Never have I ever been one to really keep a friend Never will you ever see the things you really did to me
Love this false sincerity, your body gives me clarity Only ever feel alive, when I'm digging in your thighs Crack the wood, bleed your eyes Mother, mother, hear you cry Chain you up, spurt inside Mother, mother hear me cry If you ever telling why, chain you up with a lullaby If you ever asking why, lalala a lullaby
Watery, sweet lips, one word talking Sweet lovin', plus you're naughty Every morning; imma violently kiss you... Kiss you...
Sweet, sweet baby and I know you're mine But I love you love you love you like a valentine Lost wood in a lost, lost wood Imma knock on your door like the bad guys shouldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
