E&J

Ran into some friends last night All started with hi Ebony and Jezebel They're both my type Good lord I hear wedding bells, or police sirens I must be high But where's my E and J Mhmmhm Where's my E and J Cheap thrills, cheap thrills Hit my line I'll spin the block No one will know Bottoms up till mah fo'five blow I'm snatching souls Damn this might be our wedding song One things fa'sho I'm way too high But where's my E and J Mhmmhm Where's my E and J Cheap thrills, cheap thrills Aye! One mo' time for I loose my grip Ima stunt ima shine ima hold my dick E and J in the sky, ima pass that bitch E and J in the sky, ima take yo bitch I'm in the mood hoe I'm bout to f*ck up the tempo I like her tongue cuz it's nimble Already know what you here fo' Ran away from my friends tonight Said my goodbyes Ebony and Jezebel The perfect type American wedding from hell Death by designer I know I'm high But where's my E and J Yea