Phil Does Thailand
TREY CHOPS
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Uh uh, such a slob like me
Thinking 'bout two-ways, while they got three
Sunkist straws getting bent like beef
Got a bad bitch waiting, while I fumble with the keys (Oh shit)
Shit, she waiting for this dick
Hands been hella sweaty, so we'd better make it quick
Open up the door, while she wigglin' her hips
I ain't about to trip, 'cause I'm gon' double dip
Lay on the bed, my vision is blurry
She tryna smoke one, but I'm in a hurry
I really want that pussy on my face, then again this ain't a race (Is it)
So I'ma go ahead and really kill it
Sassy hoes feeling independent, it's never rеcommended
I guess you gotta gеt it how you live it, I guess these niggas never really finished
Wake up, be like where my fucking bag
Man, that's such a drag
Lame as hell, bet my passports dealt and some French dude got my swag
Look down, see stitches and band-aids
Well, oh, that's a good brand eh
At least they took the time to greet me then treat me
Right before they put me to sleepy
Thought it was beer, but I guess it was drugs
Looked like a girl, but I guess it's a thug
Missing a kidney and missing my luggage
It sounds so surreal, so I won't act redundant
Fuck it, at least I got laid, looked at the pack and 12 still remained
Wait, 12 still remained
That numbers the same (Fuck it)
Thinking 'bout two-ways, while they got three
Sunkist straws getting bent like beef
Got a bad bitch waiting, while I fumble with the keys (Oh shit)
Shit, she waiting for this dick
Hands been hella sweaty, so we'd better make it quick
Open up the door, while she wigglin' her hips
I ain't about to trip, 'cause I'm gon' double dip
Lay on the bed, my vision is blurry
She tryna smoke one, but I'm in a hurry
I really want that pussy on my face, then again this ain't a race (Is it)
So I'ma go ahead and really kill it
Sassy hoes feeling independent, it's never rеcommended
I guess you gotta gеt it how you live it, I guess these niggas never really finished
Wake up, be like where my fucking bag
Man, that's such a drag
Lame as hell, bet my passports dealt and some French dude got my swag
Look down, see stitches and band-aids
Well, oh, that's a good brand eh
At least they took the time to greet me then treat me
Right before they put me to sleepy
Thought it was beer, but I guess it was drugs
Looked like a girl, but I guess it's a thug
Missing a kidney and missing my luggage
It sounds so surreal, so I won't act redundant
Fuck it, at least I got laid, looked at the pack and 12 still remained
Wait, 12 still remained
That numbers the same (Fuck it)
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