(+) Playboi Carti - Kid Cudi (Instrumental)
I don't want you thinking
I love you 'cause I stay
Girl I really like you and happy we got laid
I think about your windows
Like two times in a day
I'm a pervert with a purpose
Like priest who just got saved
Kissing kissing
I'm on a mission of licking
The holy grail of your body
When you be kissin' mrs
This is a kid from africa you
You are a kitchen
I come quicker than pitches
From sammy sosa
You hoping I'm joking but first
I'ma eat your pussy
'Til you tell me you can't take it
Screaming stop it don't you fake it
Wanna tape it
Grab my camera nine months later
With a tyler baby face
But that won't happen 'til I blow my load
Your pussy tighter than door hinges
I munch you like sandwiches
But not any more 'cause I'm on tour so
Look Facetime your clit
I will jack off my dick
I go hard shit
I might need ice pack on my wrist
Fucking I'm pumping
You know it's coming
Bust in a couple of seconds
I'm sweating I leave you slump
In the back of my truck
Butt naked suck it out of me
I leave you with nothing get it?
This is what you wanted
This is what you came for
I'ma eat your pussy
'Til you tell me you can't take it
Screaming stop it
Don't you fake it wanna tape it
Grab my camera nine months later
With a tyler baby face
But that won't happen 'til I blow my load
There's something 'bout the way
You pick your cherries
(You blow me away)
With your cherry (Cherry bomb)
Make me feel like 4th of july
(Can't breathe)
Cherry
You light my fireworks
There's something 'bout the way
You pick your cherries
(You blow me away)
With your cherry bomb
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