Lyrics Escorts - Cities Aviv

Shit look like pressure world
Wrist cuffed up to what made you, girl
She got a hoe style shirt with a press and curl
All mixed up like a tilt-a-whirl
Nah, Tisha Campbell, Debbie Harry
But you get around like Mary Carey
Balls deep in her pet cemetery
Hope a nigga don't sound sedentary, cause

I could kick it with you but you goin' around my town (town)
I could kick it with you but you goin' around my town (town)
I could be raw with you but you fuckin'
'Round my town (Oh oh, oh oh)
I could be raw with you but you fuckin'
'Round my town (Oh oh, my town)

Please, oh I know your steeze
When I check that web and I see these tweets
And they mention me
But you fucked my niggas just last week
And you broke they seed
Feelin' like I'm God when you're at my knees
Do you worship me?
I don't aim to treat, but a trick you play me for, you's a lame
Cracked all the codes, I been played the game
Cause you win or you lose, it's one and the same
It's one and the same if I'm in the reign, reign
Take away all the guilt, my head on your hip, you dip, I dip, dip
Acid tab on the tongue, when I take a trip we trip, we trip, trip
Girl, I just hope these words come piercing
Through your leather armor (Town)
Cause I sing them to you just as if
You were my future partner (Oh oh, oh oh)
You can have them stars while you
Settle for this fuckin' bottle (Oh, town)
Gotta treat that pussy like it's crystal,
Not no clearance Prada (My town)
Before you lose your options

Let me show you the way, let me show you the way
Let me show you out
You ain't gotta run around actin' this way, girl
You actin' this way girl, you show 'em out
You ain't gotta run around, just show you the way, girl
Let me show you the way, girl, let me show you out
You ain't gotta run around, you actin' this way, girl
You actin' this way, girl, let me show you out

-Town, but all I wanna do, is make sweet love to you
It makes me feel some type-