Feltz We be in the sky We be getting high Baby girl do you want to fuck tonight? We can make time fly by Puffin on the cheese I got her on her knees She be doing her job And she only blows for me And you can try do you thing But you wont get far Even if you had all the bling Or the convertible car Shes loyal, shes sticking She go prison for me, Shes pitching If them hos try it her finger itching She dont talk to the police theres no snitching Shes my ride or die And she ride me till she cry She let me eat her apple pie I think i got the munchies tonight But thats just me in the zone When we aint together were on the phone She gets all lonely when shes on her own I had to go see her at home In life we learn lessons And meeting you is a blessing No stressing slowly undressing Thinking is there gunna be a wedding? Huuh, or is there gunna be kids? The weed is what i breath in Lord knows i be sinning But i tried switching it up singing So let me just get my trainers tight When your giving that brainers it feels right Then we spoon all night Eat you for breakfast at morning time [Finished]
shes, gunna, brainers, huuh, feltz