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qdeevee - e-date lyrics

love me till you want me
you’ll want me til you need me
you’ll need me till you roll me
you’ll roll me just to call me
you’ll call me when you’re crawling
(got your) knees all weak from stalling
somewhere past the morning
i’m not the type for mauling
i’m that honey and that jarring
i’m not tryna keep you p+wning
applauding while we’re yarding
i’m never into parties
i’m more the type for karm+ing
i never steal no car keys
my license in the miming
that tesla got me griming
that uk drill’s got vibing
but soca with the lyming
i know i’m never crying
racism with no styling?
that chutney’s weak to timing
vendetta for your bibling
that quada for your whining
intoxicated driving
i know i’m one for striving
times square got cops now climbing
that ladder for your kindness
the reason i don’t go violent
mistaking all our islands
got boroughs in my hymning
that bx, brooklyn grinding
that staten island chiming
manhattan’s old horizons
got queens extending highways
i’m more than just your highness
i’m the soldier with no filing
that wannabe disguising
respecting while i’m prying
trump tower’s net is wyling
the immigrants reminding
the elderly still dining
the endodontist criming
but i don’t care, i’m piping
that thc moves tiredly
my focus now unchildly
they ask me in their mindedly
but i’m not mute, unquiet me
i’ve got the right to ‘i agree’
i’ve never asked for propriety
no kisses when i’m mildly
this noise of mine’s retired, g
the volume changes, but silently
you watch us both, but we stay free
an innocent soul got us high as can be
it ain’t your fault
he’s a houston scheme
youtube log with the marketing keem
the kids eating up “our generation music” gleam
that plug channel, pub hub, promotional fiend
got the hearts of dead people, mirroring steam
tory lanez took the l for that stallion dream
gonna let these bi+ches spend
but you still got me stuck in solo team
feminism for my sisters
the main queens just an ‘old sheep’
forgotten by the day, again
this why i ignored the molly
quicker to grab the bud lyfe
than that costco large+size, trolley
it’s tough to learn from a blind instructor
correcting my motions
but you not a constructor
i’ve been laughing at your jokes
cause i’m that re+re+reactor
dj ghost with the smokes
that’s the real online crop tractor
old tv juice fizzles out from the screen
i’m never forgetting our love from the teens

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