
Bill Campbell’s Soup EARTHGANG
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[Intro: Doctur Dot]
See, I'm nothing but trouble
But, boo, don't be alarmed
I'm just trying to make your palms reach the ceiling
Now, I've been traveling back and forth across this world for too long
And your body got me feeling I ain't been here
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Paying bitches in quotes, paying niggas with jokes
Baby girl, that's just the half—it's okay if you choke
Your mama love me anyway; sent me a plate with her vote
She told you, "Baby, that's the devil; better grab him, don't let him go
See, he a bad man, but the angel ain't never go
And he gon' treat you right—but these hoes, he gon' let 'em know"
Now go ahead; hit the floor
And show me why they know your whole name round the world
Silhouette, pretty girl
Probably thinking, "Why he sitting over there, barely speaking?
Staring through my soul at my ass, barely peaking?"
A year ago, you and your girls were barely leaking
Now, it's spilling in my lap
Pussy well, very beat
So I understand when you see the man
It's like Peter Pan
Niggas get some courage, try to skip across the median
Please, stick to your side
Bragging about your shoes and your little YouTube views
Nigga—God ain't got no eyes
See, I'm nothing but trouble
But, boo, don't be alarmed
I'm just trying to make your palms reach the ceiling
Now, I've been traveling back and forth across this world for too long
And your body got me feeling I ain't been here
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Paying bitches in quotes, paying niggas with jokes
Baby girl, that's just the half—it's okay if you choke
Your mama love me anyway; sent me a plate with her vote
She told you, "Baby, that's the devil; better grab him, don't let him go
See, he a bad man, but the angel ain't never go
And he gon' treat you right—but these hoes, he gon' let 'em know"
Now go ahead; hit the floor
And show me why they know your whole name round the world
Silhouette, pretty girl
Probably thinking, "Why he sitting over there, barely speaking?
Staring through my soul at my ass, barely peaking?"
A year ago, you and your girls were barely leaking
Now, it's spilling in my lap
Pussy well, very beat
So I understand when you see the man
It's like Peter Pan
Niggas get some courage, try to skip across the median
Please, stick to your side
Bragging about your shoes and your little YouTube views
Nigga—God ain't got no eyes
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