Reg Mason - Pearls III lyrics
Hook I'm so f****** tired of being the nice guy I ain't trying to nut up in your third eye Had to go home so early Had to bring it right back because it's pearls 3 n***a I ain't tryna do another one M************ spend a whole year getting sonned Press Me Down my dick ain't work for ages it's lifted Call me a b**** I was way too ambitious I want to f*** I want to f*** I want to start s*** I want to fight I want to dyke who will bite on my neck Choke me out in the bed s** my dick on a bike The cream ain't hit the crop. This year I swear it's murder Every n***** is a pervert Too long to take your shot Verse 1 I don't know what the kids say how do I cope with the sh** post fiance all girly care about I swear is Beyonce no shade we had the buffet On her phone weaving me out like it's crochet and you wonder why n***as being lonely Lost my f****** marbles looking right at you I realize that I've been f****** with statues I don't want a nun in a white dress I don't want a ho or mistress I just need my dick wet In the hallways getting zoned like a big chick She don't know they want to hold me like a big check Swapping saliva wearing baggy a** clothes like I got a big dick n***a need Strokes like "is this it?" I'm appalled I'm devastated I'm sick Break I love you I swear I love you I swear I just need you to come to my shows maybe donates take you literally anywhere give me attention give me attention and take your goddamn eyes off the phone for a second Verse 2 I don't deserve it I don't deserve you and I don't deserve this Now at my prom extra seats be reserving Never got hyped I know you introverted Pulling into the Panorama commanded to let me stroke 'in quote, on top of the banister It's her first time so I ain't really gone damage her I ain't entitled nor am I a good p**y manager Your walls is closed up maybe it's out of business None of my business and I've been trying and barely wishing I wish that I knew that I would like a buffoon with you You ain't even have a shot to shoot I've been acting so irrational Blue balls is sur a cult Sticky situations with adults I'm involved I want to f*** repeated twice twice the nut I'm in luck there's a girl she's the homie Want to fix it, you so phony I'm addicted go and clown me Let's bury the hatchet like we're Victor Crowley I always thought that my dick would down me The whole year kept the s*** clean like Downey You seem okay I am starving take it too much space I need apartments Ain't really a dog but I started barking Use it lose it now my dick is Lewis and Clark'ing Explore ain't catching me at the s** store no fight straight f*** what is an ex for? Import attention and what do you export nothing trust me I am an expert I just want to be useful man guess you can say I got it while I can