gimme something real something a nigga can feel
something i grap hold of, leather blue steering wheel
so i can get my life on, heart beating crazy
cuz we fuckin like we tryna have a baby
but baby, maybe I need something a lil more
sweat and pressure is building
see ya self in the mirror on the ceiling
I wanna see you reach whats real
in ya eyes I can tell what you feel
so show what you made of, so take off that thong
we gon see what kinda freak you is when I cut the lights on...
-Hazey
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