[Intro]The best fix for my ex chick,
When manic depressed fits,
Get in the way of having sex with,
Your best friend, youre once apon a time in life, dest-inn'd,
suggestive, Non contested ,
On a sex binge ,
[Bridge]When it rains ,it pours in Texas,
Change our clothes & swets shit,
Phone on airplane modes in jet twin,
Turbine Fuel compressed engines,
Unless it spins off its hinges,
Resultin' then in a loss of pistons,
But as long as my Johnson enters,
Lil Momma's entrance,
we both get our rocks off & then kiss....
Like two partners bonding over commen intrests ,
...calm your intense - niss...for all intensive purpose driven ventures...relentless, yet mentally you stay so centered...
[Chorus] if I could bottle up my swagg...
Into a glass, bottle or can...
To get a leg up, or a hand out but dont have doubt...
[Verse] So babe when your wet drips ,
On my cleft lip, &
puts my breath mints,
To the test tic,
Tacs arent the best since,
Thats all you happen to possess then,
At the exact instant,
So capture the moment & dont let it slip get,
Your ass up, man up & back hand sluts with the dam butt,
Of a hand gun that you dont plan un...ever gettin' jammed up....dammm cuz...thats trust...not jus that, but yeah hun,
So glad the rams won on your grandsons last drunk birthday bash brunch ,
Get them hands up, & raise them glass cups ,splash rum, like your mad drunk & have fun
Over-obsessed with ,
Boning on beds quick,
But it's only a head trip,
You hold over my head split,
Down the middle like bread ripped,
At the tables head sits,
A plate with red chips,
I foot the bill if you left tips,
And that was just breakfast,
...
[Chorus] if I could bottle up my swagg...
Into a glass, bottle or can...
To get a leg up, or a hand out but dont have doubt...& keep yer head up...get the led out but dont let up,
Stack your bread up,
...How dedicated...
Could a medic patient....
Be, should he be medicated..
And if so, should he be educated...
If the meds he's taken...
Are devastating, with side effects of leaving your head aching...
And your legs shaking..
With every breth taken...
Women complaining of their eggs breaking...
Left feeling like a deaths waiting...
Like deaths waiting , waiting , waiting for your best day then...
It will Infest lay men..
Til they're demon possessed say-ten's...
Who ingest jason...vore-heez...stories, since they were just shorties...
But who has the a-thorty...
To conform free,
Spirits ,into tear drips, conforming into what fear tricks...
You into believing..even though it's not even...real...its really decieving...but you better believe it...and if you haven't seen it....by now..
" then I don't know what to tell you" jus don't let em sell you....sellllllll you down, down the river.....
[Chorus] if I could bottle up my swagg...
Into a glass, bottle or can...
To get a leg up, or a hand out but dont have doubt...& keep yer head up...get the led out but dont let up,
Stack your bread up,
Chase that cheddar,
....
Yeah baby , baby , chase it,
FlatNasty
