Fake, fake, fake, feel me
(Hey)
Fake, fake
(Hey)
Fake, fake, fake, fake
(Hey, hey)

Isaiah Rashad
My shit go good with your mouth, don’t it feel good?
It’s a number 3, buckle up
Got to the scene it was bonafide pocket book
And 'cause you hide all my secrets from that bitch
They keep callin' your phone, I know he hate it
But the comet go
Keep us in tune and my hooker got another show
I’m on the road just to see if I can make it back
With just a scar and a carcass and a flaw
Like God and his kids
I know you hate us but it’s nothin' else
They told me that I had to see it for my fuckin' self
And if I make to the gates and he don’t recognize
That I had all them traits of greatness and the starlight at my feet
So don’t you take me to the preacher

Lance Skiiiwalker
'Cause I might testify, ay
Baby today
I might testify someday
Get it on my way
And I’m just a boy

Isaiah Rashad
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, haha, yeah

And I ain’t done with your mouth
Say that as good as a number 3
Want some more? you got away with the tongue-in-cheek
Never seen, I know the code to your body
And the road to the vision is all communication
And we bust a nut
I left a stain in your inner part
You let it grow
I know the words to your favorite and your everything
But I don’t have time for you baby
I am all for the profit, I’m past my self-destruction
But you bring it back
I got a line for you waitin' in my Cadillac
'Cause you describe all the symptoms of a common fiend
You said you read to the fire
It was good with the preacher and all the congregation
Would you testify?

Isaiah Rashad, Isaiah Rashad & Lance Skiiwalker
I guess he at it again like
I guess he at it again like
I guess he at it again like
Let me put your knees to your chest and get ready
Let me put your knees to your chest and get ready

Isaiah Rashad
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, fingertips, masturbate
Alright pimps, hoes, pimps, pimps, pimps, ah

Huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Everybody’s invited
Everybody

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