Lyrics Mirror - J.K. the Reaper

Heaven sent, Heaven sent
You are so heaven sent
Pussy so good, make the head feel irrelevant
Never mind
Fuck for so long I forgot the time
Lost in someone that was never mine
Every time you get wet I start slippin (uh)
Cupid got a nigga trippin (uh)
Hit the dab on these bitches (uh)
Acid tab on the pussy (uh)
Never eat it if it's musty (uh)
Never trust a hoe sayin' trust me (uh)
I'm a hit in the morning, all in
Only hit a nigga when you horny, calling
Pistol by my side if a nigga wanna fall through
Okay, you got it
I heard you 'bout it, I doubt it
My new crib is body
Xans, Molly, Lean, Blow
What's yo favorite candy? oh
Acid, Weed, Shrooms, Coke
What's yo favorite- favorite- favorite
Xans, Molly, Lean, Blow
What's yo favorite candy? oh
Acid, Weed, Shrooms, Coke
What's yo favorite-
Fuck me like a porn-star
You'll make it on world-star
We all love a foreign girl
Share you with the whole squad
Fuck me like a porn-star
Why won't you
Why won't you
Won't you, Won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you
Do it with no hands girl
Be my private dancer
Ain't no one here 'gon judge you
Treat me like a mirror
& Show me how you dance when you're alone
& Show me how you act when no-ones home
Aye
Body to body like nobody inside the party
I'm a cum on her booty take a picture like she a model, uh
Doin' shit that we should be ashamed of
It's funny how yo name never came up
Up, Up, liquor running down to her navel
Fuck her in the driveway; wave to my neighbors
Only love a girl that's in love with her paper
I keep it together like a staple, yea
Last time I checked you were almost perfect
I got so lost it was almost worth it
Last time I checked you were almost perfect
Get you alone & I'm a treat you like I earned it