Mweez – Cold Sore Diggin The Eye Lyrics

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Desire got a mad itch, that I'm willin' to scratch
A bad bitch cup full of Henny, Makaveli in the back
You ridin'?

Nah you just a kid, you writin'
Bitin' style like Gaga piranha
Madonna
"whore" witness to a messiah
Kabbalists on the track from Safed to Jerusalem

What's the use of abusement, or a noose its just an amusement ......ah?
Waken up in the morning next to a
Cold sore whore that had been blowin' me

I mean no
That was the average Joe
Cup without a Brazilian slut

Still look sick ill as fuck
100% magnificent

Kickin' it challin' in the back, ballin'
With Elijah eyes low from the amount
Of blow he been snortin' from the night before
But even though
We insubordinate barfin' upon a cordless
Coors Light and a Heinekin with a mic and a couple of Vicodins
Yup, just the picture perfect mixture

Like two dicks in the bitch inside of her just still beggin' to fist her
Underage drinka, like, Hey Mista
Is there enough for me to get twistad?
Im Down with the biz
Now let me take a swizz of that liqua
I'm into you if knew what I mean

But I do trick you just a used toothpick
With a coop full of tool drips


Test me, like the way yo bestie tested my testis, full drive
No lie, shits dried but you shoulda seen this shit earlier

Curly-headed fuck touched my drum set and I buried her
That's a Step Brother muther fuckin metaphor
Or is better to say like your little whore daughter in a centerfold
Did you catch it in the blink of an eye
Like yo mother last night
Iced up, caked down..

Drapes up
So the neighbors can see inside

Yup
They started a crowd

People talk to me like I'm the shit
Is it real enough to call it respect
Or just a hopeless regret to think that
I'm more than what you expect
Nah fuck that, call it neglect to my ego

Believe though that all the sheeple
In the world actually deserves to classify themselves as people

Suckin' your best friend's boy friend's dick on the d-low
You answer your passion
Seems to be lost in a cashless has-been promoted by cancer

Yup that what bitch said
Starrin' deep, blood-shotted
No surprise, all I wanted was some head

She looked back it and said
How about some under shirt, over the bra shit instead?

The type a sentence that make a fella wonda
What's the existence of her high school diploma?

But her aroma had me knee deep still willin' ta bone ah
Suprise, suprise
The devil in me was still willin' to be a little rebel
But I would never ever dabble with shit I couldn't handle

So I had the scandalous bitch handle a handful of this dick
In fact I even pass her a manual to this shit

Bitch never had no long dick
She go learn today

What a Disgrace
Bitch sucked my dick and when I went to take a pic
She Made A fuckin' Duck Face

Oh, so I got embarrassed so I just frosted up her tits
And left her lookin' like a cup cake


Free Verse Mweez

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