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Feat. Father & Abra

Hey look, our favorite show's on
Hey, why the fuck we got our clothes on?
It's getting kind of cold, hon
Real quick, baby find some shit to roll on
Leave it dough and go hind
Leave pills and Trojans
All up in the atmosphere, fucking up the ozone
Yeah, my phone keep ringing, I don't care bout what them hoes want
We already licking, and I wanna cut like Shogun
??? like Logan, nah, I only know gun
But I'ma get me one for these niggas and they emotions
Piece of h, coast on, cut it back to full time
Feeling like the sultan, yeah
Yeah, why we got our clothes on?
It's getting kind of cold, hon
Real quick, baby find some shit to roll on
Oh look, baby girl, our favorite show's on

Your boy call me a succubus 'cause I won't allow your time
So that we can watch my instant que and drink up all the wine
All I wanna do is lay here with you
All I wanna do, oh, oh
So tell them you're not coming through
It's a party at my parents baby, me and you
Wrap you up like rub line, come in my cocoon
All I wanna do
And you should make a move but you won't
Them other girls keep blowing up your phone
But I know that you won't go home
Because your favorite show's on
And we were getting so gone
So kiss my neck and my back,
Baby ??? I don't judge, you're smart
And we can stay here forever, be washed away together

Yeah, why we got our clothes on?
It's getting kind of cold, hon
Real quick, baby find some shit to roll on
Oh look, baby girl, our favorite show's on

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