DAD - Sebastian Mikael, $ean Wire

Let me just take it back to the times when

It was just me and a few fellas

You know just smokin' up over here (Yo yo yo)

Little thang right there, pass that shit (Oh shit, pass that shit)

Yeah that’s nice

Now I’m

Do like a few little, uh, little chocolate dance or whatever

Yeah and my bo, my little bo told me I’ll come and get it ay

So I had to show him mine and put it to the test

And he’s talkin' about what love is and what fuckin' is

And we’ve definitely tried this fuck

Later in life it turned out to be love and that’s how I met your momma

I’m just tryna make a scene

Ain’t nobody lovin' you

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

Ain’t nobody fuck witchu

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) (Fuck with you)

Ain’t nobody lovin' you

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) (Way I do) Ooh, ooh

(The way I) (Way I do) Ooh

Ain’t nobody fuck witchu

(Ain't nobody fuck witchu)

(The way I) Ooh

My music is supposed to you shiver

My dick is supposed to make you cum over and over again

My tree is supposed to make you get higher and higher

My flared up

But you feel so much better

And you’ll bear with me later

Ain’t nobody lovin' you

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

Ain’t nobody fuck witchu

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

(The way I) Ooh

Ain’t nobody lovin' you

(The way I) Ooh (Ain't nobody lovin' you)

(The way I) (That I do) Ooh

Ain’t nobody fuck witchu

(The way I)

(The way I) (That I do)

(The way I) Ooh

I’ll fade my life, my soul

My heart, my mind, your eyes seem closest

Try hold your breath when we underwater

Pressure will unfold

Yeah you know that us doin' ethic visions

Now look at those televisions, get what you desire

Now look at those televisions, get what you desire

Place at the UK

Changin' that thing not to plan grey

There where you stay, I ain’t been there

Been a fan, no you don’t

Do you love uh

Keep it low low with the pillow top

Walkin' all over that round, that strut

Can’t we just love, why you tryna fuss

Keep it low stroke when you talkin' 'bout bus, right

Haters drive by you stop, aight

My time is fallin' short

Fingertips are typin' letters like it’s my report

Airport suffocate Lord, speak as if I’m a God

Hollow man, grew up rough

Showed her where the power, Solar System, hold up

I fold up without sealing

in the ceiling

It’s pealing my skin when I’m round these people

That’s even less appealing

Dealin' my contact, I’m meditating, I’m medicated again