cbd indulgent kiss n run official lyrics

Ay, shawty. You thick and all that, but I was a lil tight because... this beat?! I wanted to OD on this shit. lol Merry Christmas to you and yours. #EverydayThe31st!

(verse 1)

It's been a helluva year. No matter when you think of this song. I'm telling you clear. Irrelevant. Here. That's how I feel every time you get gone with your prolonging of the L-O-V-E {or} L_U_V_E that I've been sending an L to the UV for. No E involved. Just me being more of a ...snore. Completely understood. Blair Underwood. A little bit shorter. Related to The Moorers. "Hamilton, from 25'! 32!" No wonder I'm alive. I'm stuck in the game like Stay Tuned... if they had a breakthrough. One of these days, I'll be able. Till then, I'm pleasantly unstable. Feel me.

(hook)

Soul, mind and body.

I wanna kiss you.

Tell me what you wanna do...

Tell me what you want to do.

(verse 2)

This coffee's better than Gatorade. Sippin' Haterade of the veterans. Never can I pretend to be talking. Laffy Taffy or Walkin' Toffee? Walkin' softly while they're laughing at me. Sick of this shit. Columbine Gang! Promptly. Exactly. Pop 3 at everbody. Jason Williams in The Garden. Pardon me, but you're guarding me. And I'm guarding a vehicle. Trying not to get smashed in the process of trying to smash in the process of getting SMASHED... in The Process. You might laugh, but it's not nonsense. It's more like a reason for college. Maybe Berklee... Oberlin! Ostertag. Let's go again.

(hook)

Soul, mind and body.

I wanna kiss you.

Tell me what you wanna do...

Tell me what you want to do.

(verse 3)

I speak with a slur. Blame the meds. Or be a pothead and bang your head. I keep my daughters, my sons and Eminem. Fuck everybody You all are feminine. And thanks to a little decision, I don't give a shit except my nigga and my chil'ren. And... y'all aren't niggas! Y'all are bigger (hint). That's why I call y'all quicker. Like, "Oh my Gosh! Oh. Not hot." That's how hot it gets. "Yo! Stop!" "Stop." So hoe, rock when I'm off the top and... God damn there's witnesses to this orthodox ASS whoopin that I'm giving to my bad children by not touching them. Just loving them. Back to the feelings. I might not need dere mudda dem, but I need a little bit more love. So come again.

(hook)

Soul, mind and body.

I wanna kiss you.

Tell me what you wanna do...

Tell me what you want to do.

-so mote it be