Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
And just looked at the whole situation
Make your parents change the radio station
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
Play up, play up, and play the game!
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
'cause he's a #boo-#llet train that won't stop at your station
Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada
And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah
She all on my skin
This is the end station
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