Hi (Um...<3)
Black Juju.
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Lit in this party Four shots of Bacardi Got me feeling gnarly I'm looking like Marley I'm wild with style Update my profile Came up on some tree From a shorty named Carly Vision is glitching My thoughts in detention My balance deficient Got me incoherent Bros on a mission So all of them missing I'm solo and dolo Left up in the kitchen Then I start to listen I hear the door open with laughter It caught my attention A small group of women Come into the living room where everybody is sitting They all look so different Each one their own flavor With so many layers for licking Exit the kitchen Make my way into the fray But I stop in an instant Yo who is she? (Someone in the background) Who could this be? She enters the scene I've seen her face I'd never forget The one from my dream The voice in my ear A purple light beams Through the smoke in the air It bounce off her skin It make her shit gleam Hair flow like a stream She lets out a scream They huddle and hug on each other like they a sorority Taking my time cause she curve Like a coil behind all the curtains I'm nothing but broke Slumped off the jungle I can't even spoke I might just stumble and land on my scrote Feeling the goose Potion infused My feet start to move Pull up on her crew like Hi Ok I'm in a pinch Shorty surrounded by all of her friends Trying to talk Made a couple attempts Can't break the barrier Barely a dent Treading these waters Got me looking drenched Corroded my confidence Make me a simp Hope that they all Don't pick up on my scent I'll be all good if I cover the stench Kush my cologne Blaze of glory, got my fire started Self intervention have a nigga charged She won't ignore me if my vibe is fye Solar panel flow my glow up bright All her homies finna think I'm super tight All these niggas think they finna win tonight I'ma end these niggas like they cannon fodder You just putting on a show You don't really wanna pour You don't really wanna drink You just dancing on the floor Dance dance let em know They fantasizing on the low You catch em slipping on a slope Your finger itching finna blow Go ahead and let it go Put all the creepers on time out They rarely let you make a move now I peeped how you feeling, you cool out You just wanna find a room now To look at the stars and moon out But these dudes been tripping She don't wanna listen I'll get her attention like Hi
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