Slow Stroke Lyrics by Bre SwaGz
ERSE 1
Ain’t nothing like the money coming
Music Lyrics Source
ERSE 1
Ain’t nothing like the money coming
Swiggity
Yo
INTRO
I Dont care what it use to be before
I just want her to swallow me, make some p#rnography
She is the lottery, i can go higher speeds
I’m just tryna see 30, young s curry, flawed and worthy
Only way to move is solid, nothings ever permanent. facts. yo
I go and see my grandma when i need hugs
Guess i haven’t needed hugs lately
God side
Godly
Fake love
Fake love
Don’t make it hot
I don’t like nobody in my f#cking business
Ugh I need a b#tch with a bubble
Don’t do pancakes