Running through these rounds of applauses I ain't tripping, baby, I'm just nauseous I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallit, oh Like leaves for the blossom I'm popping out on everybody, flossing And I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallit, oh
Hold this I'll hold you if you hold this I'll hold you if you—
Baby girl come give me a kiss Know I'm high as fuck, yeah I'm really off the shits and— Baby talk in tongues with her lips You think it's confusing but we both know what it is and— She gon' shoot her shot but she don't miss Everybody in the city throwing bricks But we home so we do it our way A little party with a little bit of risk (Yeah)
Running through these rounds of applauses I ain't tripping, baby, I'm just nauseous I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallit, oh Like lеaves for the blossom (Like lеaves) I'm popping out on everybody, flossing (Whoa) And I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallit, oh
Hold this I'll hold you if you hold this I'll hold you if you— (Yeah)
She with me so it can't be no problem Found a bottle but we at the bottom Drinking and forgetting what we said Now we tripping out like Carrie off her meds God damn, we can't leave 'cause it's always a reason To show out and to party with our demons But we home so we do it our way A little party, going straight in, off the deep end
Running through these rounds of applauses I ain't tripping, baby, I'm just nauseous I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallit, oh Like leaves for the blossom I'm popping out on everybody, flossing And I don't need no sleep, just my baby with me And a pocket full of whatchumacallitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
