sea monster - yaway martian lyrics
[back hook: yaway martian]
there’s monster’s in the sea i lost her in the sea
there’s monster’s in these street i lost her in the sea
[chorus: yaway martian]
shorty want to play tough
i got muscle and my cake up
shorty want to play rough all day in my bed
and i love it shorty know i’m a monster
in the street and the respect it
shorty f*cking* love it
we party like it’s 80’s shorty f*cking* love it
shorty on my nut b*tch*
shorty on my nut b*tch*
i love it i’m a monster
street f*cking* respected
we monsters in these streets b*tch*
find me in the ocean
i’m swimming with the sharks b*tch*
shorty want play tough she love like cakenin
[verse 1: yaway martian]
riding with three b*tch*
blowing to sticky on me, see your b*tch*
creeping know i’ll be smashing
me never front put couple body on me
we don’t settle mf tdot we be wilding
can’t stop til we all front back balling
too much benjii in the air, mute all that tough talk
call that sh*t* in silence ring my boys
bring out horses in sirens only ride with street n*ggas
aces b*tches* cuming she drop it for the benz
throw the cuff in, no love
that shades it’s on past tint i ran through every cutty
maya, sandra, mia only want the bags
[chorus 2: yaway martian]
there’s monsters in these streets b*tch”
your b*tch* f*cking* loves it
there’s monsters in these streets
your b*tch* f*cking* respected it
there’s monsters in the sea b*tch*
your see em when you’re seeking
there’s monsters in the sea
[verse 2: yaway martian]
time’s is f*cking* gold my time is f*cking frozen
as far as beauty goes eh my sh*t*
is f*cking* beau i sh*t* flost diamond
shawty couldn’t gets enough
i’m laughing at you judging
we holdin hammers but we boxes em
with the fist keep the heavy for the clouds
when flight is fly high and she father gleeming on these birds
i tell em tease mami go head sn*tcher her homie
she magnet paid her due but she’s freely loyal
i’m focus on my m’s b’z and threes
we ring supreme don’t care about no rebel b*tch*
i’m c*cky but i’m humble dreaming of ramble
eh pablo’s and chapo being gang since diaper
from water pistol, blowing cream on your b*tch*
same n*gga shooting leads on your flames
flame keep it on the shirt
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