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Lit Hard To Find

Ana Creepin' through the back with a fuckin' gage Ready to ram and jam ya All these fuckin' slugs up in yo ass If I up and find ya Mouth, full of lit

'? Afraid to be the one baby take it floor Don't say nuttin' dumb, maybe we could do more 'Cause it's our night and it's okay Work hard all day, now

-star, stitches and scars Niggaz dry snitchin', yo, they intuition bizarre Picture me starved without a partner, pitchin' is hard Listen, my jaw, to find

Christopher Robbin and i walked along under branches lit up by the moon posing our questions to owl and Eeyore as our days disappear all to soon but I

fresa cualkiera que mancha Boulevard star lingo the street sound Gather round bring a pound for the hounds Nocturnal light shine grounded on street level Bule bule hard to find

pursuin' you Knowing that you were blind And that's a bummer babe it left me under babe And it's true her tits were blinding you While I had a hard enough time finding

jail tonight (Not tonight) Let's go to the club tonight Find a woman that wanna make love tonight Baby, I beg your pardon But your outfit's giving me a hard

Turn me up a little more.. yeah.. yeah.. I'm a scream at the top of my lungs. Spit shit till it's off with the tongue. Get lit ride off in the sun so

We done hit U up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooh) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooh) We done hit U up, lit you up, twist you up