Lyrics:
make December feel like summer when I'm near you
And when the lights are gone
You brighten up every room
Your red velvet lips
And the touch of your kiss
Yeah
Man, I told you, everyday it's the same shit, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Uh
Yeah
I touch a mic, it's artwork
Well I ain't ever getting back in touch
She's hard to follow but she don't ask much
Be landing in a radio hush
When you're on your own terms
the typa baby girl, to make me try
I like the way you got me talkin', need a board to ride on this wave
So sentimental with the touch, let's pop another,
So high
Past the moon
And touch the sky
We will fly
So high
Ride the stars
Across the Sky
Across the Sky
Across the Sky
Across the Sky
Ooooh
Ooooh
the fucking bad
U don't want no touch
I'm just another troop
In this game of love
I'm just another troop
Now she calls me a soldier
Sail in the fucking sea get
girl
How scared are you of the world?
Fuck twitter begging for pearls, stupid fuck
No I would never ever touch your bitch
If I did it then I wouldn't
be say we touch e don cost
Anything way you wan buy e don double up
How we go survive we dey for our trenches
And e get people way de there trenches
the hours
I guess change was for the best
But your love had so much power
And I can't just give it a rest
Taking me back
Away from it all
Missing the touch
cause the pressure you're going feel ain't minimal
Yeah
Shot for ya head
Uh huh
Go ahead take a Shot for ya head
You can't touch me on my worst days can't
And I miss your love
Ya I miss your face
And I miss the times when it's just you and me
And I miss your touch
And I miss your brain
And I miss almost
about me
My broksi shipped a pack, I pray it touch down
We where broke like way before but now we up now
CFL that's the cash the family loyalty
Gotta put
you give
Out of touch , out of reach
No more wearing hearts on sleeves
Failed to give what I need
No text back, baby that was killing me
You opps, you
the matches you can't match it
Seeing our dream till we touch our mattress
Living our dream cause we made it happen
Whole team full of winners we ain't losing
learned the hard way on not to trust
Gotta get more money
You get more problems
I don't know what to touch
Bitch I kno that I'm the problem
Stop making
dummy chicks
And stay away from hearts that I gotta fix
And then came you
Feel outta touch with myself
Didn't give a fuck bout my health
Stick and move
and the clear blue skies
Oh, oh this heart you hold
I wanna touch you
I need to feel you in these arms tonight
I wanna see you
Spend my time with you
Oh, oh this
touch is blessing me, takes out the stress in me
Baby don't question it, just let go
Baby get low, I ain't gon' stop
Till you get yours
The way you move
touch is blessing me, takes out the stress in me
Baby don't question it, just let go
Baby get low, I ain't gon' stop
Till you get yours
The way you move
mine mine mine
Cos girl I been lonely
All this people all around me
I'm still lonely
You the only one that touch me
And make me feel it
So baby touch me
bout me now
Come get my things when I can't touch the floor
Never shed your tears if I leave early
The world is cruel but the heart has no mercy
One
like you fried on yo day off
Bitch I touch the keys till I go blind like I'm Ray Charles
Feel like John Travolta everytime I wanna face off
Just
reflect the mirror of your soul
I want to touch your soul
I thought I'd let you know
That I want to steal your soul
Just so... You know
Words burning,
my nigga aye my nigga had enough of you
I send them hitters send them hitters come and touch you it's all for you
I be on that buck shit you be on that
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