letra de warehouse - hodgy
i’m programmed to smoke grams of the indica hemp
me and my girl in our own world as we sit on the bench
thinking about past times ‘cause the presences a gift
lesser? what we wanted to give bigger because stress is a b-tch
and i know you wanna run the way until you forget
about me and what we had together that we have regrets
i wish there was a b-tton on this game so we could reset
i never wanted sp-ce but we don’t know how to eject
and for the record, i ain’t trippin on these other n-ggas
‘cause there ain’t sh-t another man could ever discover with her
and understand i’m a man so you think quicker
i think liquor till i’m sicker so we biquer
trouble and stumbling over the gals curves
and you muttering and cussin pretty lips foul words
my negative active reactions are embedded
me and my rootly fetish and you cruelly taking credit
letras aleatórias
- letra de made me - def davyne
- letra de njoj - peđa jovanović
- letra de stars and the moon - dizzie the wizard
- letra de olza 2023 - filipligocki
- letra de beautiful brutal thing (live) - marc almond
- letra de autodidactic - x-raided
- letra de smoking tea is good for quitting - xxxvrny
- letra de i'm on my own - snow strippers
- letra de run it up - byelilnatsu
- letra de just a man - bronsonjordan beats & ro-b. z.