Sexual Cone

Mopping your backyard

You've been searching your road ya

Hoping ya lawn chair

Late rise, inner rope made your culture

Escape in a ranch, just dropping I for preachin' surrender

Let me out of our time, I've been chasing you up, I mean always around you

Nothing personal

You've been out of a search in your outcome

For an eventual, loving trust for the venture all gone

Live in a curse hold a weight, to search a way for life go on easy

Cope wise and just afford a dating time with you to be dizzy

Me warning up for life to be worth it

You could be up to know how to work it

Virtual, virtue all gone

Lay back in a virtuous song

Back in I visual

Show off in I sexual cone

Worn me trust on the day see your thirst, on you recall, if only

Sound like you feel no care to be lonely

Lost me lust in your garden, I fold, deal me out me begging your pardon

Lockin' you up on a pay day, am I too tough on you, may say

Once you be sick for me, now it's to late for me, life's too short to dilly dally

Looking up as you're bold baby (open) eyed wide, low pride take a jump rather drop I

Re-meet us, summer down by us someday, reheat it a slumber gone by a sunday

Loose fright make us already done, by now we must have a deal to reborn, why

Do we first dive in a boot how many point is a moot, we coulda turn all of our fight over good day

Me warning up for life to be worth it

You could be up to know how to work it

Virtual, virtue all gone

Lay back in a virtuous song

Back in I visual

Show off in I sexual cone