Khary Durgans - Drowning текст песни

This is for my niggers
Getting down on a reggae rap
This is for my bitches
Getting down on a reggae rap
This is for my hommies,
I can't forget my hommies

I tell you what, girl
My heart, your heart,
Empty up, girl
I know you decide
To just slow it down
But I'mma need you to put
Them panties up, girl
Slow as Madonna, Farrah Fawsett
You were like both in the rarest outfits
Cautious, but I don't mean to doubt it
I'm nauseous. There's only 8 planets,
'Cause I bought you Plutos
So when you far away
Our love still tight, you know
Numero uno, sex like sumo
But I ain't trying to have no babies, you know
So I brought protection
To picture this dick you gon'need projectors
To picture this life you gon'need connections
'Cause I'mma need a gorl like Judie Jetson
They say

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'Cause we been around this world forever
We found this world together
And things changed, baby, I know
But lately ain't sounding like forever
We drowning with together
Need some CPR
Baby, do you know my name?
It seem like you've forgotten, love
I feel the same
Tonight when we get to our room
I'mma give you a reminder

She was like this
And I was all that
Can't remember how I met her
I guess opposites attract
And when we have problems,
Same things they retract
Now I'm trying to get it back
Now I'm trying to get it
Fact ff fiction, what's a rediction?
Do you like the truth,
Or do you like to fit in?
Last week you were swearing I were different
This week you're hard to reach, honey listen!
Hanging on to a cried desperation
They call that the English way
This heart breaks for them like 8-0-8
Send the money, now I'm drunk, ain't got things to say
So I'm flipping birds
Flipping tables
Fuck your word you were never stable
Didn't want to hang with you in the day glow
Wait the last minute just to say you stay home
Break up sex, the wake up sex
Too early, forgot about the make up sex
A stay up sex, then wake up sex
Then go to work firm, like I made up sex
A generation lost in the hallway
A Davy Jones locker of heart acke
But do I only feel contempt, call me!
If hurricane Sandy is our fate
Close the blinds, shut the door
I see all of the signs, they don't owe we
Both fucking like scorpios
Round one, ticket to Paris, next is Tokio

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