Carsex (feat. Pope Frosty)

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Yea, Pope Frosty
Top me, nobody can top me
Top me, nobody can top me
Top me, nobody can
Whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa
Whoa
You out of control
Your booty, your titties, ya toes
Riding through the six with my woes
Whoa, whoa
You tell me you love me you hate me
Didn't know that plans we made
Turned it to reality
You and me, that's a casualty
Had a dream, told you about it
Had to scream, you was not the loudest
You was on my team, I could live without it
You was on my team, I could live without it
You was on my team, I could live without it
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Pull up and we do shit
I ain't never let the team hit
She was in it for the cash
Really she was only in it for a cool min
Pull up with the light low
So I see her better when the rooms lit
Pull up empty full clip
She a bad bitch with a nice whip
Hold up
Wait a min
I know she been through everything
That's why she get everything
Might hit her with a wedding ring
Classy bitch she likes nice things
I really like to try things
Imma hit it in the backseat
Imma hit it in the backseat
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Aye
I know your horny
I know you want me
I know you want this dick all in your tummy
I hope it's not funny when you giggle at me
laffy taffy, let me make your dreams come true
I'm glad you had me in your arms
Sacred memories, we made inside the backseat
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Pull up and we do shit
You and me for a cool min
Touch on you for a cool min
Imma open up your eyelids
When I pull out my dick
My dick, yea yea
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Beach Vibes
Between your thighs
Open up
Let me look inside
Your on my mind, 24/7
Heal my mind
Come touch my thoughts
Come touch my heart
You and me
We grinding good
Can't tear this apart
You and me
You and me
Making making fucking memories
In the backseat, countless memories
You and me
You and me
Making making fucking memories
In the backseat, countless memories
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no carsick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
Carsex, no car sick
I'm sick of this bullshit

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