Lyrics:
you
Starlits are lit yeah
Starlits are lit yeah
Cigar butts darkest nights in the starlet aye
Open doors Closed doors
Hotbox in the starlet aye
Got me
save the cigar butt.
[Desiree]
Bizarre, but
You're joking.
[Fredrik]
She dotes on--
[Desiree]
Your dimple.
[Fredrik]
My snoring.
[Desiree]
as cigar butts
Be honest
You on one
I promise
I'm top one
Now I got
Some options
The bottom
Is not one
Be rest assured
I'll never be known as regular
I'm
you can call us (forreal)
Don't ask for nothing less you got some Starbucks (forreal)
Don't come around me smelling like cigar butts (wow)
Supremacy
que los rockea maracas
In my Honda drinking Starbucks feeling starstruck,
Homies know I come in with the heat like a cigar butt
Going to adventure like
Hiding your cigar butts
Eating too many Almond nuts
You've got nine in a row and you better strikeout
Stopped dead at a green light
Tryna skate
cigarettes butts and used cigars
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that perfume of Georgia pines
See that big moon
You're smoking butts
They smoke cigars
You're drown in debt
They drown in bars
That's show business [Show business]
Show business [Show business]
cigarettes butts and used cigars
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Spell that part from the Georgia pine
See that great
butts and used cigars
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Smell that perfume of Georgia pines
See that big moon roll above
Caviar and champagne, big golden rings and expensive cigars
Sweaty butts on a couch whuch cost as much as ticket to Mars
Phony smile... Those eyes
pull up in the cut
Mish pit poppin went to pullin out her butt
My cigars weren't nothing but a dollar 5
Everything free because they know me inside
And somewhere a stock boy opens a crate
And finds the butt of an old cigar
He hears a distant whistling
Then he gazes as the stars
Mr. Carr your soul is charred
Like the burnt butt of a stale cigar
And it's black as tar
And it's sticking to me like a scar
Mr. Carr
Moving through
girly butt naked
Real melons
Still Heaven
Still Hellen
Still bellin through the city
With them class ain't felons
At that bar with it
The fans know
jealousy, that's all that is
I see that shit a mile away, but its all gravy
One little glitch and your plan getting hit baby
I got enough for you butt
homeyboy
Ayo, cigar-niggas Phillies my favorite
Beat the affidavit
That good weed you save it
Run through the alleyways
Ever since the valley days
We been
Huffin on dat butt hash
Gimme poopy moustache
Jenkem cost me no cash
Came out of me own ass
Jenkem jam an im jumpy in the castle
Poopy in the bottle
proud of me
Hit the driveway in the park it's not a lot to me
Bumping Flatbush trying to get my third odyssey
Cuban cigars, selling it raw
Feeling like
on tight and smoking big cigars
Gonna buy me some happiness in a jar
Now I come home late, stumbling up the stairs
My woman done meet me with them rollers
I dont want to play what you need
Bitch you want
Got it won
달라 넌
달라 널
Hunnit butts
Want it 널 위해
Hunnit bucks
Hunnit price
Bitch you want
Got it won
it up
Cum on her tummy, I be really lovin' sluts
(Ayy) i just fuck for fun
Stickin' molly in her butt (Ew)
Fuckin' your sister for fun, Lxrd Hippy
I am
faded
No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep
faded
No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep
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