Bedspring King

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, Bitter Dose (Bitter Dose) Uh, huh, yeah baby this that motor inn shit Yeah, u know we be up in the Little Queen thang, shit 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 Pussycats 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 bitch sing A Capella in Spanish Every wish was granted, every question answered Elizabeth this the big one, Fred Sanford Bitch, you ain't got a leg to stand with I plug my man in A fat blood clot pussy, 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 shit was costly Liquor Austin, Knicks tippin' off we get floor seats These the fruits you pickin' of my thought tree (mmm) To ensure shit 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) Fuck 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 nigga) Probably finesse your whole shit, kid (oh oh oh) Yeah [Verse 2] Playallistic, uh [?] chain glistening When the players pull up they playin' this shit (facts) Tennis necklace with the pendant Rock the heavy shit so long my neck was injured (ow) Peep the way I dress, this shit 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 bitch'll trick and peep my interest Maybe a tid bit My bitches 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 fucking pigeons, much lipstick Sucking dick 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 nigga win Yeah, You hate to see a nigga win Bitch 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