Govz Ball Bathroom Line

Tha moon ain’t veracious. 
It’s true, I’ve lost my patience. 
It’s tequila that wakes you up, She moaning. 
I say the same thangz every morning.

Two packs of cigarettes in my bag. 
She drink till she gag. 
Don’t tell me you mad.

Smokes ain’t a pain cruisa. 
But she look like barracuda. 
Pretty pretty can’t sing no more. 
Don’t trust the shitty ways he explore.

Feels a bit good when you asleepin’.
Tell you bad stories if I’m deep in a spin.

Tidal waves, I gots my ways. 
There’s more time
If it’s not today.

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