Ooh, ooh Who would've thought I would've made it
Who would've thought I would've made it Who would've thought I would've made it
Bitch wait till I'm asleep so they can taste it
I am who I am My man you just ain't it
You talk the bigger picture, grab the easel and I paint it
Got your wifey in my crib cookin' eggs naked
Legs full forehead, back shots like guns blazin
Yeah, it's so amazing The hoe tell everybody took her to the
Days Inn ' Dazing
Pussy hot, fire like a Cajun I one night the woman you engaging
You don't know about my life You're loving all the woman that I play with
Modern warfare, screamin' Jason Like she's ragin', at a nubetuber grenading
And you f*ck a pussy vacant I f*ck her back breakin
Like stepping cracks on pavement I'm just sayin
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Bend her over while her friends over Explore her land, gave her range like a rover
Knee deep in the choocha, I got it wet like super soakers
When she's
Cumming I choke her her panties in a bunch on the sofa
Knockin' over lipstick stained coronas God of the pussy feelin' the rock
Like I'm Hova, her top non-stop Make me pop like a soda
Hold up, let me roll up She pull my pants down, sayin' so what
Yeah, she quick to spaz out She give me neck to my toe, curls I pass out
Leg lockin' when I'm tryin' to back out Hard to hold it in when she walkin' with her ass out
She came a couple times, about blackout Biting on my chest, sayin' go ahead, try to last now
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Got you pinned down, we gon' tape it You ain't sellin' your soul, but I'ma take it
Once I leave my mark, you can't erase it How you with the picture and me naked
You got me face down You got me feelin' a way now
Drippin' all over your face now Swim to the rhythm till you drown
But I'm not sellin' you my soul, no I'm not sellin' you my soul, no
You gon' have to let me go You gon' have to let me go
Cyrus the God - Soul Ties (feat. Amber Divina) Lyrics
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Ooh, ooh Who would've thought I would've made it
Who would've thought I would've made it Who would've thought I would've made it
Bitch wait till I'm asleep so they can taste it
I am who I am My man you just ain't it
You talk the bigger picture, grab the easel and I paint it
Got your wifey in my crib cookin' eggs naked
Legs full forehead, back shots like guns blazin
Yeah, it's so amazing The hoe tell everybody took her to the
Days Inn ' Dazing
Pussy hot, fire like a Cajun I one night the woman you engaging
You don't know about my life You're loving all the woman that I play with
Modern warfare, screamin' Jason Like she's ragin', at a nubetuber grenading
And you f*ck a pussy vacant I f*ck her back breakin
Like stepping cracks on pavement I'm just sayin
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Bend her over while her friends over Explore her land, gave her range like a rover
Knee deep in the choocha, I got it wet like super soakers
When she's
Cumming I choke her her panties in a bunch on the sofa
Knockin' over lipstick stained coronas God of the pussy feelin' the rock
Like I'm Hova, her top non-stop Make me pop like a soda
Hold up, let me roll up She pull my pants down, sayin' so what
Yeah, she quick to spaz out She give me neck to my toe, curls I pass out
Leg lockin' when I'm tryin' to back out Hard to hold it in when she walkin' with her ass out
She came a couple times, about blackout Biting on my chest, sayin' go ahead, try to last now
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Got you pinned down, we gon' tape it You ain't sellin' your soul, but I'ma take it
Once I leave my mark, you can't erase it How you with the picture and me naked
You got me face down You got me feelin' a way now
Drippin' all over your face now Swim to the rhythm till you drown
But I'm not sellin' you my soul, no I'm not sellin' you my soul, no
You gon' have to let me go You gon' have to let me go
Who would've thought I would've made it Who would've thought I would've made it
Bitch wait till I'm asleep so they can taste it
I am who I am My man you just ain't it
You talk the bigger picture, grab the easel and I paint it
Got your wifey in my crib cookin' eggs naked
Legs full forehead, back shots like guns blazin
Yeah, it's so amazing The hoe tell everybody took her to the
Days Inn ' Dazing
Pussy hot, fire like a Cajun I one night the woman you engaging
You don't know about my life You're loving all the woman that I play with
Modern warfare, screamin' Jason Like she's ragin', at a nubetuber grenading
And you f*ck a pussy vacant I f*ck her back breakin
Like stepping cracks on pavement I'm just sayin
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Bend her over while her friends over Explore her land, gave her range like a rover
Knee deep in the choocha, I got it wet like super soakers
When she's
Cumming I choke her her panties in a bunch on the sofa
Knockin' over lipstick stained coronas God of the pussy feelin' the rock
Like I'm Hova, her top non-stop Make me pop like a soda
Hold up, let me roll up She pull my pants down, sayin' so what
Yeah, she quick to spaz out She give me neck to my toe, curls I pass out
Leg lockin' when I'm tryin' to back out Hard to hold it in when she walkin' with her ass out
She came a couple times, about blackout Biting on my chest, sayin' go ahead, try to last now
Yeah I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
No I'm not sellin' you my soul
My soul
Got you pinned down, we gon' tape it You ain't sellin' your soul, but I'ma take it
Once I leave my mark, you can't erase it How you with the picture and me naked
You got me face down You got me feelin' a way now
Drippin' all over your face now Swim to the rhythm till you drown
But I'm not sellin' you my soul, no I'm not sellin' you my soul, no
You gon' have to let me go You gon' have to let me go
Writer: Jason Vazquez
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