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SUCCUBUS (feat. Jay) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cxly
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Miguel Brust, Ellen Geijer
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I got that shit that been smokin' and I live in your position and bae
I got that temper, I bloody my knuckles, been up in rubbies, I doze and a tear
Dreamin' of money comin' by the devil, dreamin' of bodies I can't even see
Spit in your face while you layin' a rebel, dead for a day while you rottin' the trees
Smoke till I'm sick, then I rehab, ain't got a problem, I got a disease
Shoot my skin till I've burned it all, for a minute, lay in the dirt and I'm free
I bite, I touch between fingertips, pluckers grip and release
Partners don't weaken till they get the miss, grip on the spine, grippin' down to his heat
Hammer fist and I'll wake it up, need a wardrobe, then you get it f*cked
Hammer click, wait for that baddie drop, I duck and quit, I'm a f*ck
She ain't been f*cked in a minute, I get her digits, can't get enough
I may stop, but I'm biggin', crushin' the hip, they know better than puns
Aim at the white mask, it ain't a slasher, cops on the rooftop, they makin' dancers
Let the face to the piggies and to the Republic, it stands, I'm a cancer
I never slept with fat babies, they tryna break it to the kidney, I get paid every day, I'm like
She ain't the better, not many to push them coins in the dirt, I have my character, I stay on the point
Take it down west to Fort, murky in the water, but in this flood, I'm a good craw, livin' like insects
I ain't playin' slides, mix it, but f*ck yeah, I'm beyond assumption
Another year exhausted, I'm lit the wall again, black and blue, healing, wheezing, good feeling
I'm a rich bitch, I'm out with the kids again, big bitch, do that trimmin' and click the film
Dirt freaks at the center, they pickin' it up, this be like your life, you get it developed, irrelevant
Here's my, here's my, here's the God, I'm leachin
Here's my, here's my, here's my playa, I'm switchin
Here's my, here's my, here's the God, I'm leachin
We're still basic, there's no science, and my pride is fiction
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I got that shit that been smokin' and I live in your position and bae
I got that temper, I bloody my knuckles, been up in rubbies, I doze and a tear
Dreamin' of money comin' by the devil, dreamin' of bodies I can't even see
Spit in your face while you layin' a rebel, dead for a day while you rottin' the trees
Smoke till I'm sick, then I rehab, ain't got a problem, I got a disease
Shoot my skin till I've burned it all, for a minute, lay in the dirt and I'm free
I bite, I touch between fingertips, pluckers grip and release
Partners don't weaken till they get the miss, grip on the spine, grippin' down to his heat
Hammer fist and I'll wake it up, need a wardrobe, then you get it f*cked
Hammer click, wait for that baddie drop, I duck and quit, I'm a f*ck
She ain't been f*cked in a minute, I get her digits, can't get enough
I may stop, but I'm biggin', crushin' the hip, they know better than puns
Aim at the white mask, it ain't a slasher, cops on the rooftop, they makin' dancers
Let the face to the piggies and to the Republic, it stands, I'm a cancer
I never slept with fat babies, they tryna break it to the kidney, I get paid every day, I'm like
She ain't the better, not many to push them coins in the dirt, I have my character, I stay on the point
Take it down west to Fort, murky in the water, but in this flood, I'm a good craw, livin' like insects
I ain't playin' slides, mix it, but f*ck yeah, I'm beyond assumption
Another year exhausted, I'm lit the wall again, black and blue, healing, wheezing, good feeling
I'm a rich bitch, I'm out with the kids again, big bitch, do that trimmin' and click the film
Dirt freaks at the center, they pickin' it up, this be like your life, you get it developed, irrelevant
Here's my, here's my, here's the God, I'm leachin
Here's my, here's my, here's my playa, I'm switchin
Here's my, here's my, here's the God, I'm leachin
We're still basic, there's no science, and my pride is fiction
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Writer: Miguel Brust, Ellen Geijer
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