Scented Candles WDNG Crshrs
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[Intro: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, something different
Yeah
(1317) Really different though
Yeah
[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
Scented candles girl you putting on, it make it seem like my weed ain't strong
Yeah
Pop a pill let's have a drink or some
Let's turn up and turn each other on
[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Ooo I like the way you do it, will you fuck me to my brand new music, yeah
(oo oo ain't it the truth)
Hopping up that brand new coupe and shit, I like the way you do it
You say you a freak, then baby prove it (let's get it)
Your room smell like citrus, I dig it (I swear)
Cranberry and lemon coming from your kitchen (what's that smell?)
1317 baby that's my religion, I have you on your hands and knees, praying for forgivness
Oo oo ain't it the truth
Baby, what's in the trunk, ain't it the roof, ain't it them racks?
She got potential with platnium, but I'm in love if that card is black (black card)
And it still smell like lavender even though we in here blowin' on thrax (Ikea!)
After we go blow out them candles, I'm a go blow out that back
Yeah, something different
Yeah
(1317) Really different though
Yeah
[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
Scented candles girl you putting on, it make it seem like my weed ain't strong
Yeah
Pop a pill let's have a drink or some
Let's turn up and turn each other on
[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Ooo I like the way you do it, will you fuck me to my brand new music, yeah
(oo oo ain't it the truth)
Hopping up that brand new coupe and shit, I like the way you do it
You say you a freak, then baby prove it (let's get it)
Your room smell like citrus, I dig it (I swear)
Cranberry and lemon coming from your kitchen (what's that smell?)
1317 baby that's my religion, I have you on your hands and knees, praying for forgivness
Oo oo ain't it the truth
Baby, what's in the trunk, ain't it the roof, ain't it them racks?
She got potential with platnium, but I'm in love if that card is black (black card)
And it still smell like lavender even though we in here blowin' on thrax (Ikea!)
After we go blow out them candles, I'm a go blow out that back
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