Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
Sit him on the floor, and if he get to bitching,
Wake the fuck up get off the pillow
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
Get high on the white lady
Could i make you my baby
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
I want you all up on the floor so go on and get on your feet
If you try to give it to me at the door
Livin on decks that hit the top floor
Or something that you paid for
Or knock it off, slam on the floor
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
The jager in my cup is licorice black
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
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