Make a Home
Crawdad Cult
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Pour up dirty sprite Tropicana type of high Healing motion feeling love tonight Interloping, you can touch the vibe You can touch the sky Look I don't even want these hoes I don't even want new clothes I just want a girl to run the world with Don't need no bitches on speed dial Just want the one with the cute smile who's in denial Yeah she don't know she's beautiful But truth be told I love this girl From the day she stepped in to my world She wasn't wearing no pearls She in the baggy shirt With the sweatpants Rocking flip flops and ray bans But hey man, she got a style all her own F*ck what they saying She be on her own shit She the real deal down to the bone shit And I ain't even trying to bone, shit I'm trying to make us a home With the 4 car garage 3 dogs 2 kids plus 1 me and you That's what I trying to do with you To paint you a picture Of what I'm thinking when I'm with ya Never ditch ya I'm not here to fix ya You perfect just the way you are You're like a shooting star (Just don't fly too far) You perfect just the way you are You're like a shooting star Pour up dirty sprite Tropicana type of high Healing motion feeling love tonight Interloping, you can touch the vibe You can touch the sky You always on my mind But I'm running out of time to make you mine Said I'm falling behind But I gotta get up Before some other guy come and swoop you up I could roll a couple blunts We could spark more up I'll start you up Get your motor running, no fronting I'll have you gunning from the start and won't stop When we hit the finish line Keep driving 'til the morning light You know I'll have you feeling right Damn that shit is extra tight Let's take a flight We could be in Rome tonight or just stay home that's fine I don't care cause it's a party everywhere Even if we're in the air You could give me a BJ in the PJ Or I could go down before we hit the ground In a different town F*ck what time is it now? From the PST to the FJT CST to the JST We in the zone but we more than friends baby What do you wanna see London Bridge or the Eiffel Tower Or the rainforest showers We could fly for hours Visit the seven world wonders It's a wonder what this spell is that I'm under Like a storm without thunder Or sex while wearing a rubber Professor Phil without Flubber Cause Jimmy's dumb without dumber Jenny's gone without her number Mike Myers with the bronze member? Nah... Earth, Wind, and Fire without that night in September? Nah... Nah... Yeah we will be That's what he told me Asked me my name's Z I never thought about Hover But I told you Jay Z is a friend of me Never thought I'd have to be Begging on my knees Told you baby I want to be free Breaking out of cages outrageous I told you I'm famous Elated as I told you that my birthday cake never made it I hate you I wanna say that I'm grateful Though I wanna make the most of it This is how I burn my toast and shit Because I forget what I do Every second, every message Every lesson they would teach me in the classes I never heard it My head was hurting I told you that I got purpose I'm right here I got the mic right here I got the right kind of fear It drives me and I lash out I told you I ain't crashed now If you wanna be passed out I told you that I'll never be Caught in the bedroom passed out Yeah Yeah I'm ready to blast off I come right back listening to Asher Roth In the back of cars I feel like I'm just after Mars I'm shooting for the stars You told me that you is riding I'm only flowing far And if you wanna be Poseidon I won't drive that car I don't know who you saw I don't know who you with You wanna take your hand and Put it around my neck grip It a just a little bit tighter I told you invite her to the party And maybe ignite her with a lighter With fire I put some fuel on it This is my heart's desire I got you on it, the beat Elijah and my just friend that I meet I don't understand what your name is It's maybe not me But can not be caught up In this beat it's so on topic Of Logic and Um... Maybe Eminem? You can call me what you want Because I'm white I don't think that that's right But you could tell me that your Sight is depicting who I could be But overnight I could shift it And tell you I'm on a flight That's from beginning to start I told you finish within I'm just here sitting and rapping In this colorful room with my friends And I got till my ends I and dyeing my ends I like my hair just how it is Ain't cutting it 5M Yeah I just keep vibing on the truth And I could be the one who Told you that I'm hiding in the Coup You could ride with me Or baby you could die up in the soup Stir it up and take a bite It's too hot Pour up dirty sprite Tropicana type of high Healing motion feeling love tonight Interloping, you can touch the vibe You can touch the sky Pour up dirty sprite Tropicana type of high Never give up even in this lonely life Never get stuck up inside your lonely mind You just gotta focus Gotta find the time Gotta find the time Gotta find the time Gotta find the time Gotta find the time Gotta find the time
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Written by: Austin Carruthers, Wavy Woodz, Zachary Allenton
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