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patience
I drop to the floor
Your cards are on my table
I'm the one you're looking for
You're just seeing illusions
Stop tryna jump to conclusions
You're

hair
Your cup of tea on my table
This gray love doesn't make me scared
Call me childish as an insult
But I'm rubber and they're glue
I don't wanna be

wasted
And all of my best friends
Passed out on the table
Yeah it's a typical Friday
And I'm getting wasted
And all of my best friends
Passed out

a hole
Get it from a credit card
Get it on the dole
Money changes
Rearranges 
Turns friends into strangers
There's money on the table and they're placing

hair
Your cup of tea on my table
This gray love doesn't make me scared

Call me childish as an insult
But I'm rubber and they're glue
I don't wanna be

I saw you so much I loved you to death
But I moved out shortly after the rest
Now we're here sipping water at the table
And it's so clear love is in

– got to know now!
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I – I'm willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
I wanna love you – I wanna love and treat – love

the same song
The one we'd play when we lay on the moon
I was never gonna stay long
But neither were you

Bottles on the table (Table) 
How the fuck did it

Loyal over Royal and I honored it
You don't really love me and I'm fine with it
I can't make a play unless my dawgs with me
I can't set the table

You used to get shit-faced and dance on the coffee table
Displaying the behaviors I enabled
But every single day, you looked at me and say
"I gotta

glass, bottoms higher (Drink)
Lava flow in the 'cano
Passing through em like it's Drano
Boy I'm holy like a bagel
Bring the bread up to the table, word

Oh baby, my baby
I been missin' you like crazy
Oh baby; Let's face it
You're the only one I'm cravin'
I already put the cards on the table
You know

labels
We gonna put it all leave it all
On the table
No labels no labels
We gonna put it all leave it all
On the table
We do what we want and
We do what we

dance a meal for you       
Forget the world kick off your shoes 
Taste the rhythm drink the beat
I'm your guide you're my easy meat

Dance on my table

You wake up in the mornin'
Je wordt wakker op een morgen
Have you here work lame
En je heb al jarenlang geen werk meer
And your mother do the table

La j'suis posé à ma place, j'l'ai mérité grave 
Y'a qu'mon équipe qui peut s'asseoir à ma table
J'suis loin d'être con, j'ai l'cul posé sur le trône

Sucking my thumbs no longer an
Option I'm running low on my patience
Why don't you leave my flesh on the
Table and leave my body in stasis

Torn out
Tied

Cranberry mixed with the Grey Goose
Still lean, rip jeans, kicks clean
And the watch face same color as grapefruit
Seated at the table with my plate filled

did 
I know you lookin down 
And we gone make you proud 
Cuz you our angel now 

Sittin at the round table
Never knew you be my angle 
You'll always

my Vans on
Looking at your lady, as you walk on by
Lookin hella tasty, as she’s waving hi
Head on to my table, cop a couple bottles
Felling hella

never open
Couldn't help but wonder why
You came to town at all
Oh don’t you people see?
Even dogs under table
Eat the children’s crumbs
I’m coming to you

a little extra on the table

Pop- a question or two
Gotta find out which from several to choose from
Tell me your secrets the evil that you've done
It

I been cutting up connection like I'm cutting cable
Bitches waiting for that come up 
Bitch don't come to my table
I been pulling all the stops like

of me
Oh, it's all I see
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Like maybe tomorrow