Johnny Craig,
Busy Bone.
I can still feel her.
From distances and miles away.
Galaxies and dimensions and cosmic aspirations.
Are you ready?
Come on.
Oh,
she loves to make me pay.
I am expected to lead the way.
Baby, I'm on the case.
You expect me and claim my slay.
Shake your face and watch what you say.
You think like I watched you play.
Covered in a light smoke.
Now that I'm back, you've ended all your jokes.
Do the words still love you?
Can you suck your pants clean?
Bottled up like smoke.
Floating
in your arms on this flame.
Say I have no conscience.
I'm baller, five games.
I say it's shallow
and you
won't change.
And those words have made me exchange.
So I splurge and send my
tears away.
Do the words still love you?
Can you suck your pants clean?
Bottled up like smoke.
Floating over me.
Do the words still love you?
Can you suck your pants clean?
Bottled up like smoke.
Floating over me.
Like smoke.
Floating over me.
I was running in,
coming in,
talking that gutter *.
The money was good and it was good with the covenant.
The money got low when you roll.
But the bread of it, the bread of your jokes.
And I'm broke with no loving it.
I'm floating over the flames and maintain my thuggishness.
Ready for the girl.
Steady my palms and curl in the pearl of a man from sand.
It's my girl.
Twirl up inside my god.
Cause I twirl.
Gonna get it.
Gotta get it.
And that's when I girl.
The word that I'll honor forever is that I love the rich.
Excuse me.
Let me dig it down and say excuse me miss.
Excuse me.
Let me dig it down and say excuse me miss.
Do the words still love you?
Can you suck your pants clean?
Bottled up like smoke.
Floating over me.
See I have no conscience.
I'm balling pop games.
I said start a loan and you
won't change.
And those words had me in the exchange.
Saw
splurge and sent my tears away.