Prodigal Lover

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What’s the deal baby we broken
it’s been a month and a half since we spoken
4 months and a half since I tasted your ocean
and had you open
And had you soaking, but now it’s nothing but commotion
you telling me that you tried to do your best
I’m telling you I’m tryna put this relationship to rest
You protest
Crying over the receiver
Cause I tell her that I gotta leave her
gave me your heart and I hit it with a cleaver
She used to say that I was her Vida
Now it look like I’m your reaper
Left you out hanging dryer than Giza
Mi a-mor
She thought there was more in store
But at my core I felt the whole thing was a chore
Tired of fighting, tired of acting like it was still exciting
I told her that we needed a hyphen
But now it’s night, and, I’m by only laying on my queen
Feeling lonely without my queen

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Cause I’ma prodigal lover
asking myself why do you love her
when there’s so many others that could be in between your covers
couldn’t handle that long distance shit
surrounded by all these bitches with
soft lips, a body like chocolate,
getting topless in my cockpit
girls I fucking lost it
But now it’s obvious I want you fucking back
While the audience saying “good luck with that”


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Nowadays I spent my nights flirting
Tryna peel back skirts like curtains
Indulging in my perversion feeling like a different person
and I know you hurting
and I know that you gon be cursing my name for certain
And it’s hard not to call
It’s hard not to wonder how you are
Shit I serenaded you back in the fall
Now I’m hard in some other girls jaw
Taking of her bra, fucking her raw
This is fucking bizarre
And I , I wouldn’t blame you if you did the same
Cause everybody needs a way to cope with the pain
I just hope it aint no lame
That muhfuckah better have some game
Cause baby girl you ain’t no plain jane
I’m just saying, I’m just saying that I miss ya
And I’m paying the price like I’m fisher
Got me creeping through your pictures on that insta
Gram, damn, when I reminisce ya

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Cause I’ma prodigal lover
asking myself why do you love her
why do you love her?
when you were going all the way
When you were going all the way
When you were going all the way (x2)


Terrace Flow

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Faded off of that potent shit. With this bitch I’m on the sofa with,
she got a clean pussy, I call that a kosher dish
She told me she thinking about having a bath first
I told her fuck that I’m hitting that vaginal backwards.
Packing a super bowl watching the super bowl
The flow two below
But I ain’t gotta say that nigga you should know
So think twice before you end up on that thin ice
And I put it down ya slim wife’s windpipe
She in a red dress, while my feet up on the leg rest,
squeezing her left breast, nigga I call that a chest press
Fuck with me, yeah you know I puff nuff sticky,
and any niggas acting shifty getting snuffed quickly
How you like it, I’m the nicest when I recite shit
told my side chick hit the light switch, she got the pipe swift
Baby its nothing, ain’t no bluffing, im the big bad wolf we keep it puffing

we out in Paris on the terrace
fucking an heiress
leaving all you niggas embarrassed
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