Von Saxon - autumn

Lost up in your palace surrounded by the glitter
By the glitter yuh
Lost up in your green eyes
I cannot see colour
Baby i'm too colourblind
This is not a race baby i'm too faced
She say this won't last
I tell her relax I said it's just facts
But you won't finish last and that's a fact
Green goddess move just like her body modded
I been getting in wilding i've been tearin it up
Make her cry like she childish
I vibe with you I ride with you
You blind beside yourself
Lemme hit it i'll average you
I ravage you Im bad for both our health's
Hey hey that's my main ting
Looking oh so hella fly oh fly
I feel like a cuddly nigga
Floating on a cloud oh my oh
You might need you belt I get your pockets fat
Like men who white
You might need you new what you need
I dont think these racks could buy you
We gone do like yo daddy and mammy did
You said let's make a movie and edit it
Got a switch if you forget the etiquette
Then assume the position quite readily
Now you heard what I said I wont say again
Look at you damn all that sass
All that brat and all that ass
All that yes lord all dat who there
Hey hey that's my main ting
Looking oh so hella fly oh fly
I feel like a cuddly nigga
Floating on a cloud oh my oh
You might need you belt I get your pockets fat
Like men who white
You might need you new what you need
I dont think these racks could buy you

Come smoke chill and blast with me
My baby's a masterpiece
Ride up in my lap when I whip hellcats
Through the avenue
Ain't nothing ain't bad with you
Ain't nothing ain't bad wit me
Two bad bitches
Busy a couple caps if we inclined to do
Hold up hold up hold -
This is not my usual terf
Got my heart up on a platter
Is this not what you ordered
You get wild when I wear I red
I get wild when you wear that skirt
You know I eat the ass just to eat pussy fo dessert
Hop up in my ride i drive us far out past the eye can See you looking away every time I see you lookat me
I don't money don't need tree
I don't need pussy don't have need
I don't need nigga altercations
Just my sweet lil' thing n me
Okay well buckle down or buckle up
Still gone beat dat pussy up
Still gone ascertain the truth
Still gone build a bigger love
Go and try to find another nigga
In this fucking club
Better hairline better dick hell better bars
Still rich as fuck
Got some nice weed got a nice boat
Got my bad ting yeah we might smoke
Didn't pack no sherry no glasses
Got an ID? honey I don't
Cover my needs simmer my woes
You got needs like I don't
On my knees I do plead
You believe that's classic
I do despise the notion of buyer beware
I do decline to speak on my lovers affairs
Baby her love is physical touch a priority
Long day at the office her robe on the stairs
I'm gone

Hey hey that's my main ting
Looking oh so hella fly oh fly
I feel like a cuddly nigga
Floating on a cloud oh my oh
You might need you belt I get your pockets fat
Like men who white
You might need you new what you need
I don't think these racks could buy you

Written by:
Malik Von

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