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cunninlynguists - cloud 92 (wasted) lyrics

[intro]
but sing like all those years
were really wasted
we were really wasted
oh yes
we were really wasted
oh, oh, oh
we were really wasted
oh well
we were really wasted
oh, oh, oh

[verse 1: kelly moonstone]
remember when we get so high
reaching for clouds like cotton candy
cotton mouth dry, kept above, handy
days with you sweet like candy
candy crush punching in a roll paper
we a match, you ask, burns love vapour
eyes red and the opposite of white
missy with some henny
now we wave it like a time
woo+ooh+ooh
when we get wasted all i’d ever wanna do is ride
woo+ooh+ooh
took me out my element, i was on cloud nine (cloud nine)
+ty two (+ty two)
ride it out with you
just me and my boo
and on acres of shrooms
[chorus]
anytime i think
we were really wasted
oh yes
we were really wasted
oh, oh, oh
we were really wasted
oh well
we were really wasted
oh, oh, oh

[verse 2: natti]
i used to love her, and i still do too
so down to earth like how our mushrooms grew
and sometimes we need our sp+ce, but that’s what moonrocks do
all problems forgotten, so we act brand+new
keep dirt on our minds like we lack shampoo
missing our love of wax, like a dj crew
she be dj nothing, and i be dj screw
we come together and wake up without a dj clue
still haunting how my heart jumps when she say “boo!”
eyes tired off the hunts, punch that we ain’t through
loving other drugs in black catsuit
had the waiter turn and re+lane into a quick drive through
or a new tattoo, is that so taboo?
we all know love is nuts, we just two cashews
too taint to see the other fish in that deep blue
girl you the run in my blunt, i’ll always catch you
’cause uh
[chorus]
yeah
we were really wasted
wow, yes
we were really wasted
yeah
we were really wasted
wow, yeah
we were really wasted
oh, oh, oh

[outro: kelly moonstone]
[?]
my ex want forgiveness like catholics and penance
if he l!ck me like ice cream, i might consider it
keep my neck and wrists icy, he so considerate
and i’m rolling deep, my + lot ain’t belligerent (wow, yeah)
’cause from the new school, fire boo, we too cool
bound to break they pockets perverse because i got [?]
(laughter)

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