Mixed Messages [prod. C¥CLØ] lyrics

by

Quay Dash


(Verse 1)
These n*ggas be a mother f*cking trip/empanadas with that uncut di*k/tell em Killa plead the 5th/cause a n*gga will switch/once I lay my goodie goodies on this mother f*ckers lips/I/keep him talking like lisps/I’m straight licking on his hip/tell em scoop me in his whip while I'm posted on the strip/slow mo on the stroll while I stack my chips/oh sh*t/just respect that I'm doing my thang/and we f*ck/I ain't in for no ring/its just a one night fling watch daddy beat it up till the/sun/light/came/we f*cked around till it went back down again/trill love like God pulled me from ya abdomen/and I never felt a feeling so intimate/as you looked in my eyes call in sentiment/and then he gave me what I came for/fingertips all up in my dimples/the way I'm feeling I'll do anything you say so/but what the f*ck was your name though/these 808s and these boom baps/just keep my kitty purring like purr kat kat…

Damn…
Stop playing with it (7x)
Stop playing with me

I dont remember feeling like this

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