Hey, Jerm, hey These hoes is drunk, wanna come and smoke this blunt Then let me take 'em home and do anything I want I say, "Baby I can ride ya, just let me get inside ya I can take you higher if you hit this vaporizer" Oh (top drawer) oh, oh (yeah) Honey I need you 'round (haha) I know, I know (Just some motherfucking kids) Oh, oh, oh Honey I need you 'round (make money, fuck bitches) I know (yeah), I know (Pittsburgh) Yeah she blushin', all red Wanna rush and go to bed You interrogate that bitch like you the Feds So she says, she in love with a rockstar, rockstar Wanna smoke my weed, so she asks me where the tops are, tops are She bubblin', we fuckin' then you cuddlin' Like baby where the fuck you been? Don't wanna tell you she in love with him So, so, we ain't sayin' nothin' You could probably tell she bluffin' 'Cause she kiss you with the mouth She gave me head with my concussion I, see the future, crystal ball Mirror, mirror hangin' on the wall Who the flyest white boy of them all? Got your girlfriend screenin' all the calls Yeah Wanna get a mansion, a Jacuzzi A theater to watch my movies Couple whips and lots of fancy things The kids they call the Goonies ![]() ![]() Dope shit like that, Jerm Oh, hi Welcome back to K.I.D.S.
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