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king tahoe - co-pilot lyrics

pretty pink hair pink hair in my passenga
i ain’t mad at ya keep me happy i ain’t mad at ya
give you that work like a manager
you still blush like an amateur
when you see cameras
you a legend like my old acura
that’s accurate
sliding through the backroads with you
lighting up a backwood no roof
know it’s temporary no it never lasts
no i never ever never been to neverland
take me away witchu
got my passport in my back pocket
all i ask is that you keep it solid
on a cloud and with my favorite pilot

it’s a lot of talk in the town
living in the bay and i’m trying not to drown
you gon hold me back or are you gon hold me down
in the land of the lost not dying to be found
roll another wood and speak your truths to me
looking for the 1 that’s you to me
bad b#tches bad habits ain’t new to me
lying on yo d#ck ain’t cool to me
all that talking is for boys not men
baby so wet she den d#mn near grew fins
old memories and a lot of new sins
not with you i’m alone cuz i cut off loose ends
lets get an air bnb out the country
i hate that our business on front street
all you gotta do is tell me that you love me
do you love me

gold on your oiled body and a tank top on
i love when you riding shotty and you play my song
yo mama samoan yo daddy east oakland
you straight outta heaven your pheromones potent
if i gotta wake up from this dream i’ll need a love induced coma
that’s the sweetest aroma king and queen of the culture
i’ve transcended emotion i give you my devotion
hair dancing in the wind pretty dark brown ocean
eye brows eye lash eye color gorgeous
i just want a piece of your love a portion
hot girl winter baby f#ckin scorchin
pretty as sunday morning
even pretty when you yawning

take me away witchu
got my passport in my back pocket
all i ask is that you keep it solid
on a cloud and with my favorite pilot

(leo the youth)
i’d rather eat the p#ssy than eat the mic
right
my bad lil mami wanna see me tonight
aite
i’d rather eat the p#ssy than eat the mic
right
my bad lil mami wanna see me tonight
aite

no lie out my mind
cruisin ocean side
h#lla smoke in the whip
like a ghost inside
i don’t know where i’m going
hope its you i find
i could spend some time yea
i could spend some time
cupid got hittas so watch out for them missles
hearts are so brittle
these people so fickle
you might be a dime but with that mind you a nickle
think big never little we got places to go
uncomfortable as f#ck but we got phases to grow through
sometimes it feels like me who hate me most
i hop in the infinity and put it on coast
i gotta show you that i’m made for us both
pick you up d#ck you down when i come through
pull your hair from the back like repunzel
lately been feeling like a young hugh
on my playboy sh#t
trynna change that sh#t but
a playboy afraid to admit i might love you
make you come to your senses when i come through and i make you come too
come again when we come to
young hugh

- king tahoe lyrics

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