F*ck that local nigga come ride with me
When you find your keys we can find some weed
Let the liquor speak, you're a mind freak
Like you're running 7 days straight I'm about to make your thighs weak
AP or Rolex I don't spend time, my times bleek
Pull an all nighter, I stay woke I rather count bread- not count sheep
Right now I'm balls deep in the wettest pussy I've ever felt
Her lips said that pussy's mine and the best part they don't kiss and tell
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
(Damn) You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! I hate when I get em like this, lets f*ck now and ask questions later
You got the bomb I got the detonator- let's go to war, that's Human nature
This feels right like prom night, keep it tight that pussy's tailored
F*ck that local nigga come ride with me
She's a queen on set but behind the scenes; She's a porn star with a PhD
Even blind eyes can see you're the truth, let me take you to the booth- You're the M.I.C
We can lay it down and go track for track, like the DJ she loves scratching backs
I stroke your keys you hit high notes I press record you know whats after that
Late nights in the studio you sing that hook for me
When we finish up this song we'll leave this shit up on repeat
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! Bitch get up off my dick, why you always in all my shit?
Every time I'm drunk or I'm "always lit" I try to get away jumpin' off this cliff
Watch me free fall to a sea of dope, I'll drown in bliss- Overdose
Noah Wright featuring Aries Phenix - Baby (I'm Faded) Lyrics
Noah Wright featuring Aries Phenix - Baby (I'm Faded) Lyrics
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F*ck that local nigga come ride with me
When you find your keys we can find some weed
Let the liquor speak, you're a mind freak
Like you're running 7 days straight I'm about to make your thighs weak
AP or Rolex I don't spend time, my times bleek
Pull an all nighter, I stay woke I rather count bread- not count sheep
Right now I'm balls deep in the wettest pussy I've ever felt
Her lips said that pussy's mine and the best part they don't kiss and tell
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
(Damn) You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! I hate when I get em like this, lets f*ck now and ask questions later
You got the bomb I got the detonator- let's go to war, that's Human nature
This feels right like prom night, keep it tight that pussy's tailored
F*ck that local nigga come ride with me
She's a queen on set but behind the scenes; She's a porn star with a PhD
Even blind eyes can see you're the truth, let me take you to the booth- You're the M.I.C
We can lay it down and go track for track, like the DJ she loves scratching backs
I stroke your keys you hit high notes I press record you know whats after that
Late nights in the studio you sing that hook for me
When we finish up this song we'll leave this shit up on repeat
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! Bitch get up off my dick, why you always in all my shit?
Every time I'm drunk or I'm "always lit" I try to get away jumpin' off this cliff
Watch me free fall to a sea of dope, I'll drown in bliss- Overdose
When you find your keys we can find some weed
Let the liquor speak, you're a mind freak
Like you're running 7 days straight I'm about to make your thighs weak
AP or Rolex I don't spend time, my times bleek
Pull an all nighter, I stay woke I rather count bread- not count sheep
Right now I'm balls deep in the wettest pussy I've ever felt
Her lips said that pussy's mine and the best part they don't kiss and tell
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
(Damn) You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! I hate when I get em like this, lets f*ck now and ask questions later
You got the bomb I got the detonator- let's go to war, that's Human nature
This feels right like prom night, keep it tight that pussy's tailored
F*ck that local nigga come ride with me
She's a queen on set but behind the scenes; She's a porn star with a PhD
Even blind eyes can see you're the truth, let me take you to the booth- You're the M.I.C
We can lay it down and go track for track, like the DJ she loves scratching backs
I stroke your keys you hit high notes I press record you know whats after that
Late nights in the studio you sing that hook for me
When we finish up this song we'll leave this shit up on repeat
(Hold up, hold up) Is it loud got me feeling like this?
Maybe its the liquor I figure if I could stroke any quicker that pussy hiccup to the ceiling right quick
You ain't gotta hit it like this, slide to the bass, bang with a rhythm like this
I forget the last nigga who was hitting like this, I know you got the juice but how you living like this?
Damn! Bitch get up off my dick, why you always in all my shit?
Every time I'm drunk or I'm "always lit" I try to get away jumpin' off this cliff
Watch me free fall to a sea of dope, I'll drown in bliss- Overdose
Writer: PETER KENNETH FRAMPTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.