Flaawless Better Than Sex lyrics

Better Than Sex by Flaawless

Better Than Sex lyrics

Now we get the ride fast
something like a line of hash
dipping city then bash
dash on the numeral
splash in the no sex
cuffing getting deeper breast
i love making music
and i love having fucking sex
the flex on how I wanna overate you
debate you
and rate you
the state too
the feeling that I'm about to have for you
i like other shit as good as i like sex
but some shit just don't come text
the infered of sex
the infered complex
i love fucking sex

The mild attitude
and that's really never what you showed a dude
I'm getting real rude - my mind is fucking nude
I wanna fuck you - and i like your attitude
you can keep me in the mood- like kicking it
when i don't miss some shit
guess what i don't miss you bitch
the whole round of the filth - catch me landed sipping tint
the shit that i hid - slid pay the fucking bid
watch the actually - right then there after me
you running from your self

You running from your muthafucking house faculty
maxing on the stacks actually
you cant even see reality
the floss and the temperature
you bitching trying to bring her
the rounds on the mattress
playing video game's in my bed room
on my couches
in my living room
it's what that i consume
you feel the whole room
I'm not changing boom
and what i believe - goes on everyday in the world for some
I'm too way dumb - and the notes that you sipped
you crying like a bitch

The "afther" watching – the body notching
the cool composite- and you still be what you wanted
to be in your spirit – you muthafucking demons near me
guess what fuck you – and now that I choose too let women blew
-you found out too the - end of my choices
you speaking hearing voices – the way we leave this
and then make it like a chain forces
we changed course- I coherst the game – with nothing
open up your legs and get something girl
I wanna fuck you
it’s a must too trust you