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bmar – ecstasy lyrics

[verse 1: bmar]
the crime pays as the time is my worst savior
i’m not crazy i’m bomb bishop the detonator
bombs over baghdad, nuking spots they picked was random causing ransom
they put brandon in a box, if he demand it, sh+t
well look at my lyrical entities, all of my exes are dead to me
all of my exes talk sl!ck so whenever i can slip +droplet+ inside of they hennessy but
see that’s another topic, take it up a notch just for you to come and stop it
tryna carbon copy what i got you better recognize you’re not in the position to admit that i got hot sh+t, stop it!
all the leaders in my life been bad, but all the p+ssy in my life been great
reconcile with a little bit of exercise by the end of the summer that ass looks great
she got cake, she got cake? girl i swear to god that that ass look fake
girl i swear to god i ain’t ask your race, but i bet you come inside if i ask your faith
huh, she religiously inadequate
told me she a roman cause she roaming where the cabbage is
now i got her bent over, not sober, disappearing seed like a magic trick, savage b+tch
well my bad didn’t notice you were next to me, i’m busy physically breaking your b+tch down mentally
while coming up with plots to go eliminate my enemies i’m chugging up this bottle lyrically my sh+t is (ecstasy)

[chorus: bmar & liam shatzer]
ecstasy, tempting me
ecstasy, oh noo
ecstasy, tempting me, oh noo
ecstasy, oh noo (oh noo)

[verse 2: bmar]
huh, the plot thickens
as the time up on my clock seems to stop as it’s not ticking
go find a hobby to balance out what is handed a half a gram of some sticky, some whiskey like mr. manson
i’m richard branson how i’m countin’ to it
when money get low i’m crouchin’ to it
i vouch the truth, i put out the music
in a difficult setting you pout to prove it
but you know what they say when you get one time you living in unlimited class to reach alumni
it’s a sun high, meditation sun dry
looking at the world and everything through my one eye
when the evidence bad you seem evil
come take a look at my glass, it seem see through
i’m quite lethal, a spiked needle
i’m more like royalty spiked with mad regal
i’m more raw when i bang in the flesh, i wanna go on more tours go to bangladesh
i’m finna dig your baby momma go and bang on her desk
and twenty seven minutes later leave a stain on her chest (ugh)
s+m+n, why she always wanna fiend for my s+m+n?
i put her back in her bag, never bought her a bag, but always wanna spread wings like an angels’ demon
what you meaning when i willie beam past you, it’s twenty seven times i read her the book of matthew
a very thin line intelligence that can match you
i’ll say it one more time, so baby girl let me ask you
[chorus: bmar & liam shatzer]
ecstasy, tempting me
ecstasy, oh noo (we up again, gain)
ecstasy, tempting me, oh noo
ecstasy, oh noo (oh noo)

[outro: bmar & liam shatzer]
(oh, no no)
ecstasy, tempting me
(oh, no no)
ecstasy, oh noo (we up again, gain)
(oh, no, oh no)
ecstasy, tempting me, oh noo
ecstasy, oh noo (oh noo)

- bmar lyrics

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