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Felt like just another Sunday night Fishing for a feeling, but nothing'll bite Cuff you like a pig might, hop in the whip like Kids in the parking lot 'bout to start a fistfight Stopped at the car wash on Nicollette Saw the homie out front, offered me a cigarette It's kinda bogus how I quit a long time ago But don't nobody notice 'cause you see what you kinda know But I'm still friends with Mary, listen Mixed the prairie with the fizzy let's carry this tradition I'm barely out the kitchen when the prep cook spitting Said "Love life like you're married to that bitch" Started in a basement and now I've got basements Wishing on a star turns out to be a spaceship Kiss you on the face like everything's alright Just another day trying to live through the night Effervescent from adolescence, a stone beauty Type of blessings that manifest in their own movie Lobby playing that Smiff N Wessun, it's so groovy Met her at a bar at the Westin sipping Patron smoothies Margarida from Ipanema, say "Hey menina" Half Brazillian, Sicilian, feeling that Emicida Her demeanor was high post and high class Skin color same as the doucet of my glass Fat ass with full of lips, I pull her hips Letras de cancionesFacial features were so sweet and I want a sip Daydreaming I stay scheming on something fast Night shift at the Sinclair and I'm pumping gas Break time, my thirty minutes I let the nozzle go Vegan so the burger I'm eating is an impossible Like the mission's I'm wishing I could be on Stuck in a position where bishops wanna be donned Turn the lock on the handle, it's the same old song That's why I go commando like Rae Dawn Chong Pull out the lotion and start the motion, I'm stroking hard Visualizing I'm [?] an open jar Bust and I thrust all the tissues in the trash If my boss, she'd be kicking my ass I know I need to quit, but I can't get right Just another day trying to live through the night From Letras Mania