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Artwork Video (MV)




Performed By: FMR KOKE
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Reginald Coleman




FMR KOKE - Artwork Lyrics
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Let's go, I'm gonna take it to 96, 97, let's get it, okay, let's go, Let's go, let's go
Okay, I'm gonna let her sing to Me, sing that shit
Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions, She was Really running games, she Gave me conversations
I was picking at her brain, she Told me all her stories, I was Looking through the mirror, I Couldn't see reflections
Caught myself creating Artwork, it was naked women, Mix the pussy with the drugs, You get a lot of dishes
Coats swimming in that pussy, Like I'm water whipping, I Had to paint her throat, she a Work of art
I love the way her pussy Tastes, I love her art, She had Me smacking on her ass, I had To toot her horn
She got that fire in her eyes, Like a woman scorned, Got Me squeezing on her neck, I Gave her long strokes
Took a kiss on her pussy, like I'm writing quotes, Got her Singing on his dick, like an Audition
We taking trips, we in Miami, It's like a vacation, Fantasizing About the thought of her and Her on me
Sing that shit, Talk that shit, That was light work
Fantasizing about the thought Of her and her on me, We Taking trips, we in Miami, it's Like a vacation
Got her singing on his dick, it's Like an audition, Something Kissing on her pussy, like I'm Writing quotes
Got me squeezing on her neck, I gave her long strokes, She Got that fire in her eyes, like a Woman scorned
Got me smacking on her ass, I Had to toot her horn, I love The way her pussy tastes, I Love her art
I had to paint her throat, she a Work of art, Coats swimming In that pussy, like I'm water Whipping
Mix the pussy with the drugs, You get a lot of dishes, Caught Myself creating artwork, it Was naked women
I was looking through the Mirror, I couldn't see Reflection, I was picking at Her brain, she told me all her Stories
She was really running games, She gave me conversations, Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions
Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions
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Let's go, I'm gonna take it to 96, 97, let's get it, okay, let's go, Let's go, let's go
Okay, I'm gonna let her sing to Me, sing that shit
Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions, She was Really running games, she Gave me conversations
I was picking at her brain, she Told me all her stories, I was Looking through the mirror, I Couldn't see reflections
Caught myself creating Artwork, it was naked women, Mix the pussy with the drugs, You get a lot of dishes
Coats swimming in that pussy, Like I'm water whipping, I Had to paint her throat, she a Work of art
I love the way her pussy Tastes, I love her art, She had Me smacking on her ass, I had To toot her horn
She got that fire in her eyes, Like a woman scorned, Got Me squeezing on her neck, I Gave her long strokes
Took a kiss on her pussy, like I'm writing quotes, Got her Singing on his dick, like an Audition
We taking trips, we in Miami, It's like a vacation, Fantasizing About the thought of her and Her on me
Sing that shit, Talk that shit, That was light work
Fantasizing about the thought Of her and her on me, We Taking trips, we in Miami, it's Like a vacation
Got her singing on his dick, it's Like an audition, Something Kissing on her pussy, like I'm Writing quotes
Got me squeezing on her neck, I gave her long strokes, She Got that fire in her eyes, like a Woman scorned
Got me smacking on her ass, I Had to toot her horn, I love The way her pussy tastes, I Love her art
I had to paint her throat, she a Work of art, Coats swimming In that pussy, like I'm water Whipping
Mix the pussy with the drugs, You get a lot of dishes, Caught Myself creating artwork, it Was naked women
I was looking through the Mirror, I couldn't see Reflection, I was picking at Her brain, she told me all her Stories
She was really running games, She gave me conversations, Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions
Reminiscing about my past, I Got a lot of questions
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Writer: Reginald Coleman
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