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letra de spend the night - jet thuman

am i doomed to beat pavement?
my motorenvy endangers streets i play in
i just want some sp-ce to spend my time;
hone my sk!ll, craft or create it
i’m a skater i be skating
the later the better shout out to satan
cuz i ain’t a morning person now that’s h-ll
even if it’s 12 brother i ain’t waking
unless the stars out thats when my earth calls
she love me running through her valleys
nooks and crannies, to hit against her walls
she oversits understands me lets her panties fall
in her grip, she exercises i can see them kegels
she wonders what my advice is: should she push or should she pedal?
is she bored biking it or does she wanna test my mettle?
i can afford the vice-grip enlightenment
quite a likely trip to her neighborhood
it’s all good pretty soon my wifey’s lit
open to a connection past lives that could’ve been
was i her was she him am i more than just a swing
she wanna ride if she can fit let’s see how high she sings
no r s v p, she already know what i’ma bring

all i know is she gone want me spend the night again
she gone want me spend the night again
all i know is she gone want me spend the night again
she gone want me spend the night again
all i know is she gone want me spend the night again
want me spend the night again
want me spend the night again
spend the night again
spend the night again

i never planned it should i feel guilty for it
taking advantage from this vantage is euphoric
we’ve grown a toxic l-st i must’ve planted it abhorrent
cuz the spot she keeps her love is also where her pain is storaged
predicted from a bud formed from terror our terra firma was mainly mud
whatever she wore i would tear up looking pink as a pig
i remember what i did when i tore her how she teared up
like when her momma bore her now her hips flare up
a bigger girl every year her top a little heavier
loneliness as fear she won’t have fun unless i’m there
lets down her hair when i’m near
rapunzel’s cellar door there’s a dungeon under there
thoughts unpure unashamed as i ponder underwhere
kick the chair stick in air malicious magic my friend
scared to think how she’d respond if i disappeared
honestly i can’t stay long truth is i hope this never ends
tell me what’s wrong right now i wish i never left
hold her breath still beating window to my soul
this is death every weekend no control between us both
her eyes end where i begin

and i know she gone want me spend the night again
she gone want me spend the night again
yeah i know she gone want me spend the night again
she gone want me spend the night again
yeah i know she gone want me spend the night again
want me spend the night again
want me spend the night again
spend the night again
spend the night again

- jet thuman

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