Sell my soul, price of coal
Purify that woman soul
And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes
I showed emotion, lighted up the coal, shoved my love in your stove,
Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents
I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.
Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.
My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Spit it back at you as coal and set fire to it
Spending money when your wallet gets low
Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,
K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal
My goal is going gold with out selling my soul
So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,
I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >