Groaning

[Chorus]
Groaning ,crooks gotta be on the walk.
Business busy,I'm catching you later on the phone.
I hate it when I wake up on high dose,powder of pieces beyond.
I hate it when I wake up ,with my heart speeding  then want a room of me bossy I'll be oh on my own.(×3)

[Verse 1]
Take a snapshot,come up on,the tight dress,busses.
I feel like I turn video to a better version of dances.
Massage written to a friend over a couple days.
I plan to be there on a first fall of dry dates.
I got walked on by caterpillar and I had to scratch my self.
You think you wasted a damn time!no way!
I had room checked, my food was very nice and beautiful wakening slices of bread.
For more reasons I added robs,gowns and night dress.
Let in the view of strange tins,the look of same green buzzing bees in a cup cake.
Walked upon a short dragon flying,up and down  like an amateur burned page.
My up anaconda puffy puff,puff adder wakening the side of my falling eye pace.
She doesn't know the reason planned,which is a bit a different run then.
I again ,I got walked over by another bit of a plan,right away by hallucinating,my hand and pages tired hand first end.

Chorus]
Groaning ,crooks gotta be on the walk.
Business busy,I'm catching you later on the phone.
I hate it when I wake up on high dose,powder of pieces beyond.
I hate it when I wake up ,with my heart speeding  then want a room of me bossy I'll be oh on my own.(×3)

[Verse2]
I have a new forged sign and disco plan on my wrist and palm.
Hope you are settling on our bit of a plan.
First thing's first.I load my anaconda first.
I guess thus the way I observed my previous provocation is just a dish of a smack.
I'm afraid of working late,it is just a wasted type of a time.
Lay up on the table,my snake's head is walking on a skirt.
My situation, damn! Please excuse me I don't seem to strike anything ,but new routes from the plan.
I touch a bakery with a gapping energy not one side of my mouth.
Good morning my van,wardrobe is hiding more of her inner blind me inside her.
Drinkable slit in her skirt,hard squirrel moving stomach butterflies pin me inside her.
Following my sip of busty sip,busy her my anaconda tight grip wrapped her.
You said you gonna go home,wait,drizzles are burrying me then ,I seem to feel her.
She says she wont go home her gripping me inside her.

Chorus]
Groaning ,crooks gotta be on the walk.
Business busy,I'm catching you later on the phone.
I hate it when I wake up on high dose,powder of pieces beyond.
I hate it when I wake up ,with my heart speeding  then want a room of me bossy I'll be oh on my own.(×3)

rap,blues,trap,acoustic guitar finger picking,heavy drums,piano melody after every verse.