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Ben Steezy - Goddess Bomb Lyrics



Ben Steezy - Goddess Bomb Lyrics
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She's a goddess
Don't gotta flaunt it
An empty cup
The purest water
It fills me up
It's gettin hotter
Feeling flush
My face is lava
About time I wear the shirt with the collar
Cause you raise your bottom line
When you chase the top dollar
She says that I'm a dog
Maybe a rottweiler
On my Red and Meth but baby I Rockwilder
Fake Coogi, socks with the art print
She likes that I'm a rapper
I like that she's an artist
Fragmented words but never broke a promise
Still the furthest thing from perfect
If I'm perfectly honest
But its clear i'm pure perfection to you
In amazement, your gaze what a beautiful view
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Tastes like tangerine trichomes
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Taste like tangerine
I been waitin for
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat sweat
Sweat
Sweat sweat
She's the bombest, just being honest
She'll neversay so, she's too modest
Flash a smile, it's always flawless
Stay a while, I'll make you ramen
For those who never seen checks with the comma
I wish that I could say money wouldn't solve your problems
Until you see some dollas in life is still rough
So be grateful for what you have or it's never enough
Cali weed, spliffs for my hardships
Smoke like a rapper, rap like an artist
Practice makes perfect, do that regardless
The furthest thing from it if I'm perfectly honest
But it's clear it's what I'm here to do
Only write, you be the light
That helps guide me through
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Tastes like tangerine trichomes
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Taste like tangerine
I been waitin for
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
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She's a goddess
Don't gotta flaunt it
An empty cup
The purest water
It fills me up
It's gettin hotter
Feeling flush
My face is lava
About time I wear the shirt with the collar
Cause you raise your bottom line
When you chase the top dollar
She says that I'm a dog
Maybe a rottweiler
On my Red and Meth but baby I Rockwilder
Fake Coogi, socks with the art print
She likes that I'm a rapper
I like that she's an artist
Fragmented words but never broke a promise
Still the furthest thing from perfect
If I'm perfectly honest
But its clear i'm pure perfection to you
In amazement, your gaze what a beautiful view
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Tastes like tangerine trichomes
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Taste like tangerine
I been waitin for
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat sweat
Sweat
Sweat sweat
She's the bombest, just being honest
She'll neversay so, she's too modest
Flash a smile, it's always flawless
Stay a while, I'll make you ramen
For those who never seen checks with the comma
I wish that I could say money wouldn't solve your problems
Until you see some dollas in life is still rough
So be grateful for what you have or it's never enough
Cali weed, spliffs for my hardships
Smoke like a rapper, rap like an artist
Practice makes perfect, do that regardless
The furthest thing from it if I'm perfectly honest
But it's clear it's what I'm here to do
Only write, you be the light
That helps guide me through
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Tastes like tangerine trichomes
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
Sweat, wet sweet nectar
Taste like tangerine
I been waitin for
Late night skin to skin contact
Sensational
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Writer: Benjamin Weigel
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Performed By: Ben Steezy
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Benjamin Weigel

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