Gorgeous Children - Cruel Intentions lyrics

[Verse 1] Pull up in a full house Two twins on me, pussies sweating out the muffler Thats gushy, I'm Marshawn in a horse-drawn Matter fact, I am Russell if he f**ed her All day, every night, take a break, buy the bank I8, dry the tank, aye baby lie to my face Baby tell me I made it I know she wanna cut Serve her D like a key to a customer Speak like I'm southern, ugly Hit the grits, I ain't sh**, flip a b**h In a fine white whip with the whistle tip Might kiss where her kitty live I'm Kenny Griff with his celly ringing Kimmy pink, barely breathing Boy what a time to be living [Hook] My intentions are to k** em, my chick riding shotgun Adorned in silk and linen, spending digits, try and stop us She look like a prequel to Madonna, ohh I got one She look like a sequel to Rihanna, spending guap oh There she go, she already know, we got cash to blow [Bridge] Throw stones at the balcony This still feels like alchemy Don't know how I do it, but I got the fluid And all this surrounding me Don't be sorry for grounding me The palace is not for he Who knows more of its walls than its tapestry Baby, just tell me it felt good mechanically [Verse 2] Gosha wrist, rubies skiing on it Showed the whip, she gon' need a moment Cold as sh**, my affairs have been frozen I treat that lil b**h like she golden She told me to defeat my opponents She told me I am feet from the glory She told she ain't even worried She told me that eating's important So lobster lobster lobster lobster lobster Pasta water Boxster with the chopper I don't think I hit sh**, but damn I been poppin' If Momma gon' miss you, then I know a doctor Guala Guala Island where I'm stoppin' I been making profit since The Chronic I am in the Bronco with my patnas I'm a need Cochrane by tomorrow