[Verse]
Sitting on the tarmac
Waiting for the push back
Ready to take to the sky like a dove
You sitting in the wedding bed
Ripping up the contract
Another failed attempt at love
But I’ma be alright
I got some more this night
To realize what I’m dreaming of
It’s a constant need
The need to feed
And eat directly from your glove
[Pre Chorus]
We have lift off or so it seems
She a page ripped right from my dreams
Shoot all the blockas' with laser beams
And watch them fall like dominoes
[Chorus]
We’re outta luck
So grease your body up
And fuck, fuck!
[Fuck, fuck]
Sitting on the tarmac
Waiting for the push back
Ready to take to the sky like a dove
You sitting in the wedding bed
Ripping up the contract
Another failed attempt at love
But I’ma be alright
I got some more this night
To realize what I’m dreaming of
It’s a constant need
The need to feed
And eat directly from your glove
[Pre Chorus]
We have lift off or so it seems
She a page ripped right from my dreams
Shoot all the blockas' with laser beams
And watch them fall like dominoes
[Chorus]
We’re outta luck
So grease your body up
And fuck, fuck!
[Fuck, fuck]
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