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Neon Neon – Trick For Treat Lyrics

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Society high in Lady Snow

She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood
She got me doing all I can
The way her dress be blowing in the wind
She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in
Its a bust

My bitch look good so they call me Hollywood
Berate me rebel, rebel though I think they wish they could
Figured they got me around that collar, geeza, I wish it would
All right, all Dwight, all white, whats good?
They open man, reliving they oxygen ?
My man Montana had me slanging through the tropics man
I told him my issues, ask how to get in issues
Sent me home with a gift, a few bricks from his igloos
And now Im back from the future, stopping at my doorway
Cookbook from Virginia, honey let me explain
Jeezy said it was easy, jiggman the same thing
Trust this, take a sniff, take a second, taste a drip, drip

She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood
She got me doing all I can
The way her dress be blowing in the wind
She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in
Its a bust

Gold weighs so much more than this

Back to the feature, break the sutures on your septum
Alleviate the deviated nature and well wreck them
Latch key kit, feel the drip, licking pussy lips
Bitches all around me wiggling hips
Feel the chop, time just stops
Roll another tuna baby, suck that shit up
Bag of skull and crushed up bones
But the bathroom line is just too long
Girly walk with me so we can feed the greed
Lurking in the alley, see the lead
One hand, one kitty, other feeling on me
Im gonna stick it in the chickenhead cause shit aint free

And Im, waiting for my man
Secret shake, wait, exchange hands
So leave? DeLorean baby, unless unhighly Im right
And ease me my, puts in the Benjamin Franks ?
They going deep through trenches, blasting Charlies April bitches ?
Also stop and keep them waiting picture ?
Imma miss these niggas, jeez
Several mime a gooda ?
Hungry belly, full like Buddha
You said we was alone, whos the intruder?

She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood
She got me doing all I can
The way her dress be blowing in the wind
She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in
Its a bust

Society high in Lady Snow
Society high in caviar
Once in Belize ?
Is poised for release