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samuel andres - r.m.b.w.c. lyrics

readin’ my bible washin’ clothes
seen you walk in and i love you from your head to your toes
from your toes to your nose
to a little higher
some would say i love you prematurely
i could only say i love you purely
sorry boo i’m making hits sorry
i’m making hits and history
i’m making hitsory
baby you my victory
took me out my misery
i got bed bugs, blood suckers sucking
i got mice under me that are f-cking
i live in a trailer trailing me while i’m trucking
somehow i feel better with you
fit this sweater with you
give my kids your hew
baby look at you
what a view
i can make your lineage lighter
i could make your lineage brighter
can you wear your cleavage higher
we can make a village choir
i love you i’m not a liar
i miss you missin’ me at the laundromat
all the poor spots that’s my habitat
i’m poor i’m a democrat
readin’ my bible washin’ clothes
seen you walk in and i love you from your head to your toes
from your toes to your nose
to a little higher
some would say i love you prematurely
i could only say i love you purely
readin’ my bible washin’ clothes
seen you walk in and i love you from your head to your toes
from your toes to your nose
to a little higher
some would say i love you prematurely
i could only say i love you purely
purely
purely
purely

- samuel andres lyrics

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