Bedspring King lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, Bitter Dose (Bitter Dose)
Uh, huh, yeah baby this that motor inn sh*t
Yeah, u know we be up in the Little Queen thang, sh*t
Ya dig, uh (hahaha woo)
Hotel Holiday Inn, Hotel, Hotel Holiday Inn (uh)

[Verse 1]
Most of my lessons is self-taught
Trial and error, rub love wounds with aloe vera
Made the same mistakes I thought by now I would know better
pus*ycats is wildin, pet em butt naked without a sweater
Stan Smiths rollin antics (romantic!)
The roof on the McLaren is transparent
You stand there enamored
I'm obviously handsome and well-mannered
My b*tch sing A Capella in Spanish
Every wish was granted, every question answered
Elizabeth this the big one, Fred Sanford
b*tch, you ain't got a leg to stand with
I plug my man in
A fat blood clot pus*y, can you handle it (hehehe)
Check the horoscope
Money, whores and coke
These words you can't often quote
These birds came right off the boat
Pulled up in that Porsche Turbo, that was all she wrote
She wants me, whispered softly
Want me to shift this sh*t was costly
Liquor Austin, Knicks tippin' off we get floor seats
These the fruits you pickin' of my thought tree (mmm)
To ensure sh*t go accordingly
Only talk to me in Portugese
If you get pregnant, we'll have some gorgeous seeds (facts)
Only got beef if you feed us franks and pork and beans (uh)
f*ck all that small talk and please take off your jeans (jeans)
[Chorus]
Rock the cleanest clothes
[?] you know that's a no
[?] get some more
This is cream and we want some more
Keep this a secret, keep it known
Don't let these people see you fold no
[?] (marc n*gga)
Probably finesse your whole sh*t, kid (oh oh oh)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Playallistic, uh
[?] chain glistening
When the players pull up they playin' this sh*t (facts)
Tennis necklace with the pendant
Rock the heavy sh*t so long my neck was injured (ow)
Peep the way I dress, this sh*t expensive (really tho)
For this I could've went to Princeton (yo)
Trips with different women French sex, but we never french kiss (no)
That thick yellow b*tch'll trick and peep my interest
Maybe a tid bit
My b*tches tend to be in indigenous
Spent my life with chickens runnin' and rippin'
Gums soles under the kicks is bobalicious
Subtle difference
Off the rip I might come runnin' in your kitchen
It all comes with this
With all the fixings
You try to put up fences (uh)
You f*cking pigeons, much lipstick
Sucking di*k with your pudgy midriff (fell off)
This dude is in your best interest
To avoid bad karma I bought the Fisker
To keep the distance
My life is bliss, cause its ignorance
[?] friends with benefits
Was in the thick of it then
Kept my eyes on the bigger pic
You hate to see a n*gga win
Yeah, You hate to see a n*gga win
b*tch we did it again
Its Marc, baby (Marc baby)
[Outro]
Woman to woman
I just can't stop running around (no)
Some woman's bedroom
That's where I can be found
I can't stop running around
Bedroom to bedroom
It has become a routine I just can't stop
Mhm, I've been living hotel uptown
And living motel downtown