[Intro]
Ahem
Oh, oh, oh, that's kinda gross, man, that's kinda gross
[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
Write my name, write my name on yo' flesh
Sneaky freak is cool but I'm more impressed if you obsessed with sex
No exception is a rule, with more exceptions than the rest
Rest an expression resemble death
Rest an expression resemble death
By them dollar bet I ain't finished yet
I heard Jesus wet from the deepest depths of the internet
Too bad I ran out of kleenex masturbating on the day that her pussy bled
Tried to run the red, she like "No!" [No]
Respect, I was just testing the boundaries anyway
Anyway, what was I saying Super Saiyan, super say everything
Never expressin' myself on a level that lesser than God
Blessed with a gift for stretching the box
High as a bitch, strong as an ox
Look at me, look at my eyes
Look like I'm tired, look like I'm wise
Look could you tell I could look through the skies-ez
You could touch, you could taste, you could smell where my pride is
[Chorus: 6LACK]
Frolick through your flower garden, what a lovely day
Lay between your legs, oh, baby, what a lovely space
Hope you cleared your schedule, tell your man
You can't make it to-night, night
I don't need no help on how to do that shit right
Hope you did your yoga, baby, keep that shit tight
She says that she loves me 'cause
He ain't never brought out this side, side
Ahem
Oh, oh, oh, that's kinda gross, man, that's kinda gross
[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
Write my name, write my name on yo' flesh
Sneaky freak is cool but I'm more impressed if you obsessed with sex
No exception is a rule, with more exceptions than the rest
Rest an expression resemble death
Rest an expression resemble death
By them dollar bet I ain't finished yet
I heard Jesus wet from the deepest depths of the internet
Too bad I ran out of kleenex masturbating on the day that her pussy bled
Tried to run the red, she like "No!" [No]
Respect, I was just testing the boundaries anyway
Anyway, what was I saying Super Saiyan, super say everything
Never expressin' myself on a level that lesser than God
Blessed with a gift for stretching the box
High as a bitch, strong as an ox
Look at me, look at my eyes
Look like I'm tired, look like I'm wise
Look could you tell I could look through the skies-ez
You could touch, you could taste, you could smell where my pride is
[Chorus: 6LACK]
Frolick through your flower garden, what a lovely day
Lay between your legs, oh, baby, what a lovely space
Hope you cleared your schedule, tell your man
You can't make it to-night, night
I don't need no help on how to do that shit right
Hope you did your yoga, baby, keep that shit tight
She says that she loves me 'cause
He ain't never brought out this side, side
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