I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep
We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat
If they could cut out all the busting
With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.
It's moe, all i need is more chips
Oh my god, theres aliens
Third ward general, young cash money
They fucking me and loving me
Living out of a homeless shit
That your buying and there loving it,
That i will leave earth with her
Loving you is my pleasure
My styles universal aliens feel it
Tyler the creator invented some new shit
Or as your loyal and loving pet
My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
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