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Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaven Mailden
Yaven Mailden
Songwriter
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Recording Engineer
Tav
Tav
Producer
HennyTrack
HennyTrack
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, that Wockhardt got me smilin' Tree make me feel special (ay, let that shit ride, Tav, lover, drug, yeah, that lover, drug) I'm feelin' perfect, tryna start my sippin' on, yeah (lover, drug and sex, lover, drug, and sex, lover, drug, and sex) Ay, say that Wockhardt got me smilin', tree make me feel special (special) I can't find no purple drink, today, I sip on yellow (drink) The second I feel down, I sip drank, and I feel better (good) It's rain in Morton Grove, styrofoam my umbrella (umbrella) Bae, come help me break this down (break down) and count up all these extras (extras) Red Bull gives you wing (huh), that drank gon' give you feathers (fly) The shit I'm smokin' turn you to a extraterrestrial (E.T.) Baby girl, just drop your loc' and dada gon' come get you (on the way) You know that I'm with you (I'm with you), Christian Loub' your tennis shoes (Christian) Ain't nothin' I won't do (nothin'), my baby girl, I'm on you (bad) The fuck you thought? The fuck you think? (Huh) huh? What's in your cup? The fuck you drink, huh? Lovers and drugs (drugs) Baby, let's have drug sex (uh), baby, let's have drug sex (uh) Lovers and drugs Baby, let's have drug sex (drug), baby, let's have drug sex (drug) Lovers and drugs Ooh, I said baby, let's have drug sex (drug), baby, let's have drug sex Ooh, lovers and drugs I wanna sex you good when I'm off the drug, sex you good when I'm off the drug I'm tryna sex you good when I'm off the drug, call my phone, don't call your plug I'm tryna give you drug love, bae, here hit this mud cup Girl, why you movin' so fast? Let me grip that ass, I wanna hug, hug My feet ju' left the ground, I hit that 'za, now I'm a buster Pop a pill and sip that Wock', kiss your ear and rub your twat Bae, let's have a money fight, beat your back and count these knots I don't think I know my alphabets, all I see is RX Smoke a 'Wood and drug sex with some promethazine and Percocets I get high as a NASA flight, I fell in love with rippin' pints Fuck it, I fell in love with kissin' pints, this Wockhardt love a different price Ready the clover, dope and it's Smif and ice, Marni's look like the Grinch at night Double the cup, triple the test, high as a plane, my jewelry be bussed Lovers and drugs (drugs) Baby, let's have drug sex (uh), baby, let's have drug sex (uh) Lovers and drugs Baby, let's have drug sex (drug), baby, let's have drug sex (drug) Lovers and drugs Ooh, I said baby, let's have drug sex (drug), baby, let's have drug sex Ooh, lovers and drugs I wanna sex you good when I'm off the drug, sex you good when I'm off the drug Lovers and drugs Lovers and drugs Lovers and drugs Uh, lovers and drugs
Writer(s): Tavis Moore, Yaven Mailden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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