TheSinfulSaint - melancholy Lyrics

Kick it into high gear
Y'all can't even fly there
Shaped so healthy
Yeh that make her my pear
Fruit of the loom
She like to go and lay there
I can't even fight fair
Make everybody eyes glare

Imma ghoul imma ghost imma goblin
Blame momma I'mma muh fukkin problem
Juggernaut nobody gonna stop him
Check his eyes something in there f*cking haunting
Singing XXX
A temptation to a bitch
Going Flex flex flex
Got your wife licking tip
Know why she give me tit?
Cause I know how to find a clit
You reading text text text
Saying "daddy give me dick"

And I can't feel sorry
For your woe is me story
If your feeling melancholy
Just forget like you were dori
Therapy is steady calling
Talking bout myself is boring
Alls I am is horny
Maybe porn might be my calling

I drink an ounce of haterade
'Fore I go to save the day
Call my bitch a meter maid
She told me that she's pay to play
And I can't even play today
Told her I just want the face

Then you know I got the face

Now I'm grabbing lots of cake

Go until the morning rays
Be smiling if I die today

And I can't feel sorry
For your woe is me story
If your feeling melancholy
Just forget like you were dori
Therapy is calling
Talking bout myself is boring
Alls I am is f*cking horny
Ill just prostitute my body
And I can't feel sorry
For your woe is me story
If you're feeling melancholy
Just forget like you were dori
Therapy is steady calling
Talking bout myself is boring
Alls I am is f*cking horny
Maybe porn might be my calling

Everybody so obsessed
Never giving me a rest
They want more tracks
But still want me at my best
See you'll get what you get
Now don't get upset
Every song platinum
It's better than the sex
So open up your legs
And let the song play
Wetter than the street on a f*cking rainy day
50 shades of gray
But you thinking black and white
Vanilla won't work we doing freaky shit all night
If they can't hang
Then we hang 'em out to dry
The way I like to bang will have you looking at the sky
Oh god oh god
He can't save you if you tied
I ain't letting up til that pussy f*cking dies

And I can't feel sorry
For your woe is me story
If your feeling melancholy
Just forget like you were dori
Therapy is calling
Talking bout myself is boring
Alls I am is f*cking horny
Ill just prostitute my body
And I can't feel sorry
For your woe is me story
If you're feeling melancholy
Just forget like you were dori
Therapy is steady calling
Talking bout myself is boring
Alls I am is f*cking horny
Maybe porn might be my calling