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CHERRY

by Slacks

You ever seen blue cherries before?
Well, they're hanging below my belt
Girl, you wouldn't know how I felt
Stuck in these loops, like a toucan with fruit
(You feel me?)

You feel me? You feel me?
I know you feeling that feeling
You feel me? You feel me?
Wait, we ain't s'posed to be feeling
You feel me? You feel me?
I know you feeling that feeling
You feel me? You feel me?
Wait- no feelings

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off
Oh my god, girl, you're making me soft
Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft
I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?
(x2)

Looking like Young Chop when you slob on my knob
Going side-to-side like it's corn on the cobb
Thinking "pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top"
"Don't stop, baby girl, I know your cherry been popped"
I know we ain't together, but times like this I wanna be
And no matter the weather, I'm feeling like a dog in heat
Yet it seems your tricks are not my treats
I'll take myself a break, and ride on out to this beat
Yeah, I'm about to drive away, from out of state to outer space
But first I've got some things to say while my brain is in this place
No disgrace or distaste
I don't just copy and paste
Words you laced with your bias and hate
I call that illiterate
Girl, you going Planet of the Ape-shit
Crazy on me with the lane switch
Stick-shifting with my dick
But gonna complain if
After I stuck it in, I didn't stick around
As if somehow we're dating again?

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off
Oh my god, girl, you're keeping me soft
Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft
I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?
(x2)

We used to have a bong and rip it like some frogs
Getting high and drinking beer on the lawn
I used to call you 'dear' like a fawn
Your cherry lip-balm had me kissing you long
But lately, you've been missing, Amy Dunne, girl, you're gone
Yeah, sometimes I blow up, just like a cherry bomb
I erupt, it makes me nautious
And upchuck, so I l play it cautious
And toughen up to stop this
Cherry-red-faced rage
Screaming in my car and rattling the cage
Surpassing the phase of your phage
I can't be plagued, I'm a healer
I'm INTP, like I can't perceive emotions either
I have plenty of 'em, like the one Flowseidon was
Featured on, you know the heat was drawn
The hunt was on, we was prowling
Girls had just hurt us so we went out for some fouling (yup)
Moving through the room and everybody was bouncing
FlowslackS coming through had all the ladies surrounding
Like we was the dudes they had always dreamed they'd be pounding

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off
Oh my god, girl, you're making me soft
Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft
I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?
(x2)

It's like everyday you wake up and try to make me the bad guy
Now I got pains in the form of a thorn in my backside
Because you know damn well I ain't that guy
No, that guy never bought you pad thai out in the cold and pouring rain
No, that guy never thought you had time to be more bold and change
No, that guy didn't believe in you
Nah, that guy didn't know
But that guy that you perceive as true
Is why I needed you to go
I thought you wanted us to grow, the state is more comatose
So, why turn back now that it's hashed out and we've moved on to different flows?
Girl, I think you know
I'm praying you stay composed