More songs by Isaiah Rashad
Description
Released on: 2016-09-02
Lyrics and translation
Original
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake be on mine.
Fake, fake.
Hey!
Fake, fake, fake, fake. Hey! Yeah, uh. My shit go good with your mouth.
Don't it feel good as a number three? Buckle up. Gather the scene, it was bonafide pocketbook.
Hey, could you hide all my secrets from that bitch that keep calling your phone?
I know he hate it, but the comment gold. Keep us in tune and my hooker got another show.
I'm on the road just to see if I can make it back.
With just a scar and a carcass on the floor. Like God and his kids, I know you hate us, but it's nothing else.
They told me that I had to see it for my fucking self.
And if I make it to the gates and he don't recognize that I had all them traits of greatness and that starlight in my features, don't you take me to the preacher. I might testify.
Maybe one day. Maybe two days. I can see out of the gang. I might testify someday.
At least get it on my way. Yeah. Alright now, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate.
Alright, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate.
Alright, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate. Alright, pimps, hoes. Yeah.
And I ain't done with your mouth. Say that it's good as a number three.
Want some more. You got a way with the tongue in cheek, mirror scene.
I know the code to your body and the road to the vision. It's all communication and we busting nuts.
I left a stain in your inner, don't you let it go.
I know the words to your favorite and your everything. But I don't time for you, baby, I am all for the profit.
I'm past my self-destruction, but you bring it back. I got a line for you waiting in my
Cadillac. 'Cause you describe all the symptoms of a common theme.
You say you ran to the fire and you was good with the preacher and all the congregation.
Would you testify?
Guess we at it again, like. . .
I guess we at it again, like. . .
Oh,
I guess we at it again, like. . .
Yeah.
So let me put your knees to your chest and get with it.
Hey.
Let me put your knees to your chest and get with it.
Yeah. Alright now, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate.
Alright, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate. Alright, pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate.
Alright, pimps, hoes, pimps, pimps, pimps.
Everybody's invited.
Everybody