6am Thoughts (Unreleased) lyrics
by Cash Cobain
[Intro]
Perfect
Put yuh frame pon a wall cause yuh worth it
Chat to you like mi therapist
42 poor e up cause mi nervous
I like
Type a body yuh affi worship
Put the world pon mi back yuh deserve it
When yuh out with yuh friends I be lurking
‘Member times in the past yuh use to curve me
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
[Verse 1]
I need it I'm fienin'
This lil b*tch is a demon (Tss)
I want it I need it
pus*y so good therapeutic
If she got her sh*t together you know imma breed it
She don't got her sh*t to together you know she won’t keep it
Moral of the story you never could dump in a treesh b*tch
Everytime she tell me she love me I never believe it
At a point my heart so cold, anemic
At a point my heart so cold, it be freezin'
She the type to wipe your nose like she sneezin'
She the type to write your phone
Blow it up be fienin'
I’m the type to watch her call act like I ain’t see it (like)
She the type of thot ass hoe that act like she ain’t treeshin'
Finsta posted but I’m really creepin’
We can make a vid and you could leak it
She be liking when I spread her legs open and I range over and I eat it
And you know that pus*y be the best
She gone call me Michael J the way I beat it
[Chorus]
Yeah for sure b*tch
Know I like when you suck when yuh slurp it
When yuh whine pon di c*cky yuh so perfect
pus*y so good make a n*gga nervous
I like when you come and get to squirtin’
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my burkin
[Verse 2]
I need it I'm feinin'
This lil b*tch is a demon (Tss)
I want it I need it
pus*y so good therapeutic
If she got her sh*t together you know imma breed it
She dont got her sh*t to together you know she won’t keep it
Moral out the story you never could dump in a treesh b*tch
Everytime she tell me she love me I never believe it
At a point my heart so cold anemic
At a point my heart so cold it be freezin'
She the type to wipe your nose like she sneezin'
She the type to write your phone
Blow it up be fienin'
I’m the type to watch her call act like I ain’t see it (like)
She the type of thot ass hoe that act like she ain’t treeshin'
Finsta posted but I’m really creepin’
We can make a vid and you could leak it
She be liking when I spread her legs open and I range over and I eat it
And you know that pus*y be the best
She gone call me Michael J the way I beat it
[Chorus]
Yeah for sure b*tch
Know I like when you suck when yuh slurp it
When yuh whine pon di c*cky yuh so perfect
pus*y so good make a n*gga nervous
I like when you come and get to squirtin’
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my burkin