Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees
I hate the way you can do everything you please
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Come at the explorer and be as wild as you can be.
You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister
When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner
Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think
I cry and beg for you to come back polished
This is why her nigga mad
But you can always change and come back
Everyday that i miss you it brings back the woe.
And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow
I came back and the fuckers killed brother
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
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