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on the lip

Right on the tip
Got yo hands on my dick
Got you gripping it up
Shawty making it rip
Got the hulk on that ass
Got yo ass in the grass
Got the green

away your feelings
Crack the cigarillo
Let's get higher than sun deeming
Use my hand as a neckless
This the best sex
I'm a have you breathless
Fuck you

overdoen
Schud geen hand
Je hand is 2de hands
Je hebt al eens geschud ik geef geen 2de kans
Ik neem geen risicos
Heb dat geprobeerd en leek een idioot
Als je

find this deep connection
In a monsoon like you've never seen
You're the rain that brings me home
And I need your rhythm in my soul
So take my hand let's

hand like a auction
Star gaze im in that faze where I like to pop shit
Tropicana when that weather get the harshest
Star seed spilling juice all on my

my liberations
Take my hand and show me the world
Living for you

Taking up survival
Learning how to breathe
But how can I learn when
He's stuck me

breadcrumbs
Praying that you come
Need a hero
Boy where are you?
Yeah I could use a hand or two
Play detective, baby take the clue
You know what to do
I need

and seizure
When money change hands
Used to sit in the stands
Now we got Stan's, Now we got fans
Vision board shit all part of the plan
I ain't an artist, I am

Mother Teresa's house
Yeah just stopped by
Mother Teresa's house
Yeah just stopped by

Lifted up by guided hands
She knows where she stands
In her house

Mir deine hand und wir gehen Wandern
Durchs wunderland
Baby du warst fantastisch
Jetzt ist es vorbei
Und mein herz hat ein knax
Ich tue so als geht's

Hit my brain now I'm feeling really lit
I'm on the beach with my toes in the sand
I gotta lotta money in my hand
Might hit the club and spend a couple

and you lie to me
Energy giving you no cover when you're being sly to me
Keeping two hands on the vette
How it's feeling when you get me in the bed
You'll

no need to hide from your sight

SIGHT!

Yours is the sweetest kiss that I've ever had in my entire life
Yours is the filthy hand that hides the truth

house out there
He took my hand
And whispered
These walls creak and squawk
And call me to talk
These halls seem so long
I'll always be lost
Daunted by

up (Count it up)
Count it up (Count it up)
Counting it up in my hand
I don't got too many friends
My best friend is these bands
Count it up (Count it

in my hands
And a smile on my face
I'd say my piece
That undoes the leash
That chains me to last February
I have never known patience
Worn so thick
I

the shelf
I'm glued to your hands
But I'll fog up your glasses
I'll ruin your night
I'll fill up those pages in hopes that you might
Run to your tower
Run

Helping hand for the struggle
When I die I hope they pour all that shit out
And leave a puddle, I'm clouded
Can't keep the luggage when I dissipate
It's

will you hide?
Shadows of the day
They're just hearing what we say
When we stand in the light
Can't you see our hands are tied?
It's not …
It's not new

will you hide?
Shadows of the day
They're just hearing what we say
When we stand in the light
Can't you see our hands are tied?
It's not …
It's not new

a barn with doors open wide
Kneeling in a church with a devil inside
Shaking hands with sinners raising hell with saints
Mom kept on praying while

silver stones and moonbeams across the sounding shore
I know the beast dwells close at hand
Blood and spittle and sinew mark his path where it bisects my

don't have hand
And plus I'm thinking that I'm fucking up my management
I think I can manage
But dealing with all my damage
With a pad is probably

what happened
Tell me why my thoughts are concentrated on what's gone
Tell me why I miss your hands your voice and your smile
Tell me why in this moment