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gosh oh golly feat. smith blaxk - len lyrics

[intro]
but i really like the bank
coolin off wit dis hotty, gosh oh golly, tyra banks
suckin off on my lolly, just becozzy, i’m the man

[hook]
i dont really have much hobbies, but i really like the bank
coolin off wit dis hotty, gosh oh golly, tyra banks
suckin off on my lolly, just becozzy, i’m the man
she tryna do me in colly, givin me noddy, gosh oh golly
gosh oh golly
runnin up all the gwop, oh my god, gosh oh golly
she givin all this top, oh my god, gosh oh golly
25/8 non stop, oh my god, gosh oh golly
gosh oh golly

[len]
oh my god gosh oh golly, oh my days
i wake up
hit my knees and pray lets stress them out today
sour diesel took my soul and mindset to another place
lick my d-ck, im on the moon i told her that i need space
i live to ball, i live to ball, talking minimal
she lick my b-lls. she did it all now im missin calls
my mission was get bread get head , bae i did it all
10 10 ucky, soul on ceiling got me in my feelings
10 10s luh me, for my penis not cos im a g*nius
smoking stardog wit the stars
denim hiding all my scars
hangin out of foreign cars
baby treatin me like starburst
im in a trance
can you show me how that -rs- twerks
lets have a blast
pull up and im lookin like art
if you really want this d-ck
tell a b-tch meet me on mars
she thicker than thick so she gettin my d-ck, and she getin new shoes but she won’t get my heart
i said mys vows when i married the ps, now theres nothing that can tear us apart

[smith blaxk]
the devil wears prada so you know that b-tch can dress
dont wanna see you when you’re down, but leeching at your best
f-cked up my head, know i got lemon in my chest
pretty sure if i keep smoking, i’ll turn into sess
i don’t do know extra shit, these hoes just gettin pressed
ain’t tryna keep up with that hype you niggas love to flex
used to take so many l’s i couldn’t get a rest
but now my niggas back on track so we stay gettin bless
pussy wet, i opened up pandora’s box, head game so intense got my toes breaking through my socks
let him talk, let that pussy talk, i make your body drop
b-tch pull up, b-tch pull up at my spot, come at 12 o’ clock
and she rollin, ou she speeding loco-motive, let her hold it
i done said i don’t mix no f-cking juice up thats with my potion
i dropped 3grams in this sheet, i get so high a niggas floating
my heart is mine and so’s my soul, you can’t control it

- len lyrics

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