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you don't get a nigga back like that
Bitch we live by code you don't do shit like that
You don't pick up no phone and call ones like that
You don't make

for you
Titanic, I'm gon' drown for you
Silk Sonic, I'ma leave my door open
So sporty, I'ma place a bet on you
Stephanie, show your steps to me
Say

the drugs for once yeah
But I need em guess I need you thick thighs silk robe I could see through
I know that you think this is my best but its a preview need

on a hype
She only roles with lady's that can up her stripes
Have us hangin with her chauffer while we spend the night
Black sheets, silk linen
Gucci matchin

Behind doors guarded by a phantomatic automaticon
Chandelier sparkles pierced towers of smoke
And rained onto elated creatures
Spinning furiously in

well
I can't resist that chocolatey smell
Favorite drink, smooth as silk
But what if hot cocoa is just warmed up chocolate milk?
Everyone's asleep,

across your once beautiful city
To provide accommodation for people who never even go there
Actors with Hollywood salaries, succulent voices and silk

in stables
And golden fleeces could be worse for the wear

But if you ever come to Clifden by sunset
Just before the Autumn rains touch the shore

filled with gold
Then stop by old Stanton's grave, see for yourself
There ain't nothing there

For those left in the cities slow pain will act as poetry

out of silk
Covered in ice down the hill
Crisp round moon with a chill

You can expect snow
Eighty percent chance between six and four
Beware

Day by day against the merciless time:
Silver threads in your hair 'll grow unexpectedly.
In the sky. Those stars are tears of space.
Breath of wind

with silk gold wrapped around me
Yo you can call me a mummy
Humor dry as the desert but I stay surrounded by snow bunnies
I ain't getting on no one knee

you in a minute give you time to choose
Yeah
A cute dress
A silk press
A nice necklace
with a bomb scent
You know I like them heels with the thong

as they grows

It's pouring rain, she's dressed in silk
Her beauty, this spell can not be broken
Far away, over hundred seas
She's traveled and sired

You ever by some outlandish shit?
You ever been up in those type of stores
You ever buy a watch from Michael Kors?
No

Only focused on home runs
And not

the door
And every eye in the Starlite lounge, watched her walk across the floor

She sat down by the window, caught his reflection in the glass
But he

on shorty never break less it's for the cake
5 Star party by the lake
Swerve my whip I'm on the way
Break down bands Luke cage, yeah
Running to the money

down the shields
And instead lay out the blankets and the towels and frills
Bump the playlist I made with Bobby Brown and Silk
To get you turned on for

right next to the gold
Rope chain soaked in champagne
Silk ropes looking like Pope aye
Still on that drill like Smoke
See how this game unfolds
Odds are

dudes
We don't like you dudes
We don't like you dudes
Egyptian silk
Boda Bike Leather
Blue suede shoes

Remember that time I had you at the spot

Oh you

Behind the weathered wood and stone and shards of broken glass 
A child born without a dime would grow up all too fast 
With hair of silk, a voice

Surrounded by smallness
And mama's silk pajamas
There's comfort in that
Closeness in that closet in the forrest
Where I grew up in the country
In

Ahh
It may not be this window, but it will be some window
Maybe my innards will feel like fall leaves
Like stalks of wheat caught by the wind

Like

sick of this 9 to 5 life
But he’s gotta take care of his soon-to-be wife
And she can’t see all the obvious signs
That they’re sleeping on silk but he’s