miracle

Just let go You're breaking my heart Need to let go I don't know you from the start I be making Wanting me vacation Think we gonna mates And always have the greatness Want to make a cake? That's just what we saying We just need a miracle cause we be fighting Satan On the road like all the time Not trying to fake it but it's in between the lines You gotta try Alarm got off in the auditorium Thank god no one showed up with a gun Don't ever gonna think We gonna be in sink Thinking that pussy right there is gonna be bright and pink I just want you to know You're gonna be on the floor Look at yourself with the socks and the smelly jeans I just want to make myself confident Get your ass over here and get on the bed Don't you dare play me in tic-tac-toe I don't really know why i'm getting these hoes There's just more to the show I'm playing with bro You think you're that though? Na you're a phoney My hair combed back like a pony Black hair Pretty short like Yoni Stupid neighbourhood and school like Coney island Need to take care of that finance Roadblocks and shit every time i'm driving Taking myself They just think i'm criming I'm a phoney She is horny Show me your feet I am lonely Egypt mummy Think it's funny Slipped on concrete Bitch i'm bleeding Don't you come and f*ck all on me I just want my stuff or something Come in your house Make me comfy Go on the edge Jump Just trust me Getting this album done Doing it for fun Gonna make it run My name is ice spice It's time to munch Beef with vegetarians Just give me some I'm xxx I'm under that moonlight Four play equals to two times two sight Everytime tiktok gives me one like I don't care I'm with the boys on Fortnite Ain't no more events That's true No it's not right Yes i'm stressed Don't give me a fight You gon' be left outside of the light They gon' be gone We're making this right Look everyone It's a bomb It's outside Look at it It's red bright Too nice Cause you know we're lighting this light It's too loud So come on this type I be making Wanting me vacation Think we gonna mates And always have the greatness Want to make a cake? That's just what we saying We just need a miracle cause we be fighting Satan On the road like all the time Not trying to fake it but it's in between the lines You gotta try Alarm got off in the auditorium Thank god no one showed up with a gun Don't ever gonna think We gonna be in sink Thinking that pussy right there is gonna be bright and pink I just want you to know You're gonna be on the floor Look at yourself with the socks and the smelly jeans I just want to make myself confident Get your ass over here and get on the bed Don't you dare play me in tic-tac-toe I don't really know why i'm getting these hoes There's just more to the show I'm playing with bro You think you're that though? Na you're a phoney My hair combed back like a pony Black hair Pretty short like Yoni Stupid neighbourhood and school like Coney island Need to take care of that finance Roadblocks and shit every time i'm driving Taking myself They just think i'm criming Oh yea This is the end Why can't you just be my friend I'll give you something Don't hit send Why do you need me to mend I be making Wanting me vacation Think we gonna mates And always have the greatness Want to make a cake? That's just what we saying We just need a miracle cause we be fighting Satan On the road like all the time Not trying to fake it but it's in between the lines You gotta try Alarm got off in the auditorium Thank god no one showed up with a gun