My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I

I'm falling in love with your default picture. Whoa, oho, oho, whoa, Hey I got a feeling in my bones that I can't get rid off But that's probably the base Can't get this picture out my mind, that I've seen on Twitter The one of your face Girl I'm just

Can nobody hear me? I've got a lot that's on my mind I cannot breathe Can you hear it, too? Maybe if I fall asleep, I won't breathe right I said it before, I won't say it again Try to hear my voice You can leave, now it's your choice Maybe if I leave

Get off my dick, woah Singing this song yeah Hollywood Cole Ay let me tell you 'bout it My nigga ride when I call Got bitches all in my mind Fuck nigga blocking my shine I know the reason you feel the way

Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby

Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me If you want me to lay my hands on you All you gotta do is Lay your hands on me They say that to really free your body You've got to free your mind (Hey, hey, hey)

You know I love you I need your soul So happy I just want to let everybody know But in the mean time let me say what's on my mind Baby I think we've got something special Girl you and me together will take over the world That I think we've got something

Branded forearm Got the disease in my mind that chaos runs through in you Guilty toys for your insides Just plead and I'll conduct you Believe in me, I'm the juice Receive from me the hand of truth In still your trust I'll take you there I penetrate and

Stir it up, little darlin', stir it up. Come on, baby Come on and stir it up, little darlin', stir it up. O-oh! It's been a long, long time, yeah! (Stir it, stir it, stir it together) Since I've got you on my mind (oh-oh-oh-oh) Oh-oh! Now you are here

Got my heart made up on you My mind says, no you're not good for me You're not good but my heart's made up on you My heart you can't take what you get to me What you get, got my heart made up on you Wo oh, wo oh, wo oh You said what you said When would