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lirik lagu himeno – mir blackwell

[verse 1: mir blackwell]
shorty call me aki, hand sign papi
she gon’ say the powers in my hands, my hands get kinda c*cky
even if she built like himeno, both eyes finna watch me
i ain’t see her hand, but it still caught me, can you really fault me?
she gon’ give me tongue and kiss me sloppy with the b*tches watching
throw me on her back and let me ride it, i ain’t too defiant
stick inside her mouth, she like just try it, she get too excited
hop inside my bag, your boo can bite me, it feel too enticing
she can pin mе down, but who she fighting? like i’m too inviting
i feel like i’m gеtting some tonight, and i don’t think i’m psychic
sometimes i get weak when i’m inside it, i should check the typing
i know that you want me for the night, and that’s just perfect timing
she gon’ call me denji*kun, she acting really friendly, huh
i could really get with anyone and light the city up
already know she finna give me some before she get me up
shoot my shot, and she might get me stuck inside a city bus
either i’m gon’ get my pennies up, or she gon’ pity us
i know shorty really pretty, but i’m not an idiot
she said if she need her titties sucked, she finna hit me up
ask her if she wanna feel and touch or is she feeling us? wait
[chorus: v!ce & mir blackwell]
feeling you when it’s mouth to mouth
take it easy, slow, i adore the sounds
pushing up and back, just f*ck around
no questions asked, three strikes * you’re out
she gon’ call me aki, big blade type n*gga
disdain, turn you to a quick stain, i’ll get ya
talking on my clique name, while this gang outlive ya
either you go insane, or quitplaying, my n*gga
feeling you when it’s mouth to mouth
i know what i want on angel’s ground
we’ll have some fun, not question bound
death bed’s coming closer, closer now
don’t question the motives
i still see you’re hopeless
a drink, please, imported
meet up at my place and record it

[verse 2: breeton boi]
things been getting hot between us, told her simmer down
i ain’t her type, but she gon’ turn me to a sinner now
she looking like an angel, but behaving like a devil now
but, nah, i ain’t complaining when she begging for another round
yeah, she known to ghost, but she ain’t ever do that to me
i ain’t tryna boast, just saying that i’m doing something
right, i suppose, this the life that i chose
every night, i’m at her home, and i be right inside her throat, oh man!
shawty always claiming she a freak
and it’s all been tongue in cheek ’till she gave me tongue and cheek
i been steady losing sleep about every other week
all this murder and deceit finna turn me to a fiend
so i’m asking that she act as my relief
she ain’t no eternity devil, but every time, it’s a repeat
i enter in the suite, and she don’t wanna see me leave
man, i never could’ve seen it going better in my dreams
[chorus: v!ce & breeton boi]
feeling you when it’s mouth to mouth
take it easy, slow, i adore the sounds
pushing up and back, just f*ck around
no questions asked, three strikes * you’re out
best believe i’m feeling you, but is you feeling me?
do i got appeal to you, or is it just a scheme?
is it just the drinks that’s in your system tryna speak?
they told me keep my distance, but i’m really tryna see like
feeling you when it’s mouth to mouth
i know what i want on angel’s ground
we’ll have some fun, not question bound
death bed’s coming closer, closer now
don’t question the motives
i still see you’re hopeless
a drink, please, imported
meet up at my place and record it

- mir blackwell

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