Maybe In Nirvana Songtext
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Maybe In Nirvana Songtext
Hey, run back and up in there, take the black plug
Whoa, whoa, whoa, got me fucked up
Every day another style, that baby flat like some Chuck′s (ha)
Damn, haha
Smoke make me float like a butterfly, skrrt, like a Bimmer
She wanna be mine, I told her, "Gotta be mindful"
Pussy, won't miss a poncho, beat the thing like a conga
Maybe in Nirvana, we can maybe be somethin′
Just stay, not for long
I mean, I might got some love in the back (baby)
But I only can rent it out (you see what I'm sayin'?)
Or a lease, at least it′s me
Ain′t my mama fault the way I talk, I talk (ooh, mama)
I don't pop beans, brown in the coffee cup
I got my margin up, and then I ran the margins up (I did)
I′m gettin' green on top of cheese, bitch, my parsley up (I did)
Lit the party up
Told lil′ baby to get some bottles
She look like she tryin' to skedaddle
Swim in lil′ baby, no paddle (wow)
You pass my blunt back, canoe, you're fuckin' rude
Before I lose my cool, baby, lose your shoes
And kick back, the pack petroleum, that ass protrude
I′m glued, gorilla, non-biophobic, on my back, might topple over
Harajuku tag breaker, landscaper, bag raker
Me and my mans on a drag race until the holy land
Like a butterfly, skrrt, like a Bimmer
She wanna be mine, I told her, "Gotta be mindful"
Pussy, won′t miss a poncho, beat the thing like a conga
Maybe in Nirvana, we can maybe be somethin'
Just stay, not for long
I mean, I might got some love in the back (baby)
But, I only can rent it out (you see what I′m sayin'?)
Or a lease, at least it′s me
What if I told you? (Baby)
Was it the only?
You was the go-to (see)
You really want me
(You know) your pussy thoughtful (sweet potato)
Nigga was hungry (feed me, me)
You was the go-to
You really
What if I told you? (Ooh, baby)
Was it the only?
You was the go-to (see)
You really want me (then leave me)
(You know) your pussy thoughtful (sweet potato)
She say, black love (black love) ain't dead (ain′t dead)
Good love (good love), ain't so bad at all
Your expectations were X'd out cause you extra
I′d rather be ambidextra′, I got a rolodex' of
Bad raps, they call me Dexter
Exterior, not to be mistaken
Nothin′ short in this God body (talk nigga)
I'm prolly with somebody
Everybody need somebody, c′mon, say it with me
(Everybody needs somebody)
Aw, c'mon, say it with me
(Everybody needs somebody) (baby)
(Baby)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, got me fucked up
Every day another style, that baby flat like some Chuck′s (ha)
Damn, haha
Smoke make me float like a butterfly, skrrt, like a Bimmer
She wanna be mine, I told her, "Gotta be mindful"
Pussy, won't miss a poncho, beat the thing like a conga
Maybe in Nirvana, we can maybe be somethin′
Just stay, not for long
I mean, I might got some love in the back (baby)
But I only can rent it out (you see what I'm sayin'?)
Or a lease, at least it′s me
Ain′t my mama fault the way I talk, I talk (ooh, mama)
I don't pop beans, brown in the coffee cup
I got my margin up, and then I ran the margins up (I did)
I′m gettin' green on top of cheese, bitch, my parsley up (I did)
Lit the party up
Told lil′ baby to get some bottles
She look like she tryin' to skedaddle
Swim in lil′ baby, no paddle (wow)
You pass my blunt back, canoe, you're fuckin' rude
Before I lose my cool, baby, lose your shoes
And kick back, the pack petroleum, that ass protrude
I′m glued, gorilla, non-biophobic, on my back, might topple over
Harajuku tag breaker, landscaper, bag raker
Me and my mans on a drag race until the holy land
Like a butterfly, skrrt, like a Bimmer
She wanna be mine, I told her, "Gotta be mindful"
Pussy, won′t miss a poncho, beat the thing like a conga
Maybe in Nirvana, we can maybe be somethin'
Just stay, not for long
I mean, I might got some love in the back (baby)
But, I only can rent it out (you see what I′m sayin'?)
Or a lease, at least it′s me
What if I told you? (Baby)
Was it the only?
You was the go-to (see)
You really want me
(You know) your pussy thoughtful (sweet potato)
Nigga was hungry (feed me, me)
You was the go-to
You really
What if I told you? (Ooh, baby)
Was it the only?
You was the go-to (see)
You really want me (then leave me)
(You know) your pussy thoughtful (sweet potato)
She say, black love (black love) ain't dead (ain′t dead)
Good love (good love), ain't so bad at all
Your expectations were X'd out cause you extra
I′d rather be ambidextra′, I got a rolodex' of
Bad raps, they call me Dexter
Exterior, not to be mistaken
Nothin′ short in this God body (talk nigga)
I'm prolly with somebody
Everybody need somebody, c′mon, say it with me
(Everybody needs somebody)
Aw, c'mon, say it with me
(Everybody needs somebody) (baby)
(Baby)
Writer(s): Christopher Smith Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
