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Yeah Re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifties Said he re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifties Said he... Number one fan like misery, and misery love company And with them titties, she never unaccompanied And she not goin' home in a pumpkin If it's a tight squeeze, brodie, you the one thumbin' Please believe She got a lover and a husband She got a sommige for sex in public and laugh tellin' the story She laugh from her stomach, I love it Coverin' her mouth, dainty like she in a paintin' Daydream, those nails raking Full moon, she already came to me, wet with sex Next day I slept, head on the desk, dead tired It's past fail on the tested, bite marks on the breast I'm tryna guess if she takin' me home, or platonic hug and kiss To burn my cheek, or eight stops on the ACE I wanna lay together, passin' weed, tangled legs, arms, feet Tangled sheets, rings and bangles, whispered "strangle me", big trees We spoon in the canopy I'm in her green room, candidly makin' small talk with a fan Her girlfriend's in the band and she's not a fan of me, I get it Letras de cancionesThere's only so many days in the week, weeknights in the month Everyone tryna get next to the plug, she out all night And don't leave before dusk Dark turtleneck on the basis and the husband keep his collar turned up Ragged holes in my throat, but I love to see those lips shiny with blood (I'm her number one fan) Number one fan like misery, and misery love company And with them—, she never unaccompanied And she not goin' home in a pumpkin If it's a tight squeeze, brodie, you the one thumbin' Please believe, haha I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifty Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifties Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifties Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams and fifties Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams... She the one I need, you can go She the one I have to have She the one I need, you can go She the one I have to have From Letras Mania