Lyrics Soul X Hunter - Darren Isaiah

Morty! it's freezing outside
Put on your sweater
You're gonna' catch pneumonia
Morty!
Umm, I don't know what that just was tho'
I apologize

Umm
Mr. 80's Eddie Murphy
Dodging feelings that a hurt me
I love condoms they alert me
Just incase this girl has herpes
That just irks' me
Anti-early birdie waking up too early
Thirty women in my phone incase my main one wants to curve me, wordy
(Wordy)
Some body tag this shit to Fergie
And please don't Louis C.K me I promise I'm not that pervy'
Dirty maybe or too flirty
No not coochie just some slurpy
Thirsty boy I am certy'
You ain't no snack girl you a turkey
To be the greatest I know
I know that's my goal
ITunes or Tidal
I'll probably take that title
I'm as petty as they come
I'll never take the high road
Girl I'm a dick you down
And crack you like your Chiro'
I never do no stupid shit
So I'm never going viral
My music is a virus
Go get a Norton on your iPhone
I blackout like Kardashians
My shit kick like Tae Bo
This a bomb ass entrance where's my pyro?

I'll never get my soul right
I'm too psycho, psycho
I'll never get my soul right (man)
I'll never get my soul right
I'm too psycho, psycho
I'll never get my soul right

Insomniac thriller
Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael
Zombie shit that's how my
Life go, life go, life go, life go
Girl suck it up like that shit
Lipo, lipo, lipo, lipo
I stand out where ever
I go, I go, I go, I go

He'll never get his soul right (man)
He'll never get his soul right (man)
I'll never get my soul right (man)
I'll never get my soul right

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Mr. Marvel Black Panther Wakanda
Kinda persona
I'm tryna slide up inside a mama
That's Portuguese Gangda
I cross the line a few times but
My fucking timing is proper
Popping up with Moscato's hoping
That she'll take her top off
Promise like "where you find her?"
I promise I'll climb up my commas
Getting mixed black and white women I be fucking Obama's
Girl I'm the next LeBron to be real to be honest
So let me take yo' number from you like you're Mario Chalmers
I am saucey I am Rego
I hope she isn't preggo'
I'm taking over the planet boy like uh? any day tho'
Megan Fox I think you're hot
I hope she doesn't say no
I don't know if this girl is squirting
Or just pissing on my table
Whatever it's okay bro
I'm nasty there's no halo
I'm kinky there's no safe word
I'm one disgusting negro
I asked her for an Eggo
Cause' her pussy taste like Maple
I'm the type of dude that you should pray foe'

He'll never get his soul right
I'll never get my soul right
I'll never get my soul right
I'll never get my soul right

Insomniac thriller
Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael
Zombie shit that's how my
Life go, life go, life go, life go
Girl suck it up like that shit
Lipo, lipo, lipo, lipo
I stand out where ever
I go, I go, I go, I go
Depressed as fuck but I'm still
Hype though, hype though, hype though, hype though
Correct your life that shit a
Typo, typo, typo, typo
Stop frontin' girl you want this
Pipe though, pipe though, pipe though, pipe though

(Cause' I know that guy you're talking to is a fucking loser)