Lashes Songtext
von Brittany Davis

Turn this shit off! (Never)
Put that shit away!
Ain′t nobody tryna hear that shit!


Yeah, my nigga just got whipped, 50 lashes
Three strikes for his life, he got no more passes
Went down for the light skin with pretty lashes
Love at first cycle, prison life, he ain't gon′ last this
Problem is he got kids, he sent them a package
"Daddy love you, be good, do well in your classes"
Happy b-day to his dark side, he fathered madness
Stop meddling with life, blacksmith and mine is plastic

The things I see
Go in my mind
They trouble me
Trouble
Lashes, lashes, lashes gone (classic, lashes, lashes)
Lashes, lashes, lashes gone (classic, lashes, lashes)
Lashes, lashes, lashes, gone (classic, lashes, lashes)
Lashes, lashes, lashes, gone (classic, lashes, lashes)