Kiss Land

Album: Kiss Land (2013)
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  • When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall
    But when she put it in her mouth she can't seem to reach my (reach my, reach my)
    Ballin' ain't an issue for me
    I'll make a hundred stacks right back next week
    Do it all again
    I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing
    And I'll admit baby
    I'm a little camera shy
    But exceptions can be made baby, 'cause you're too damn fly
    For what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show
    'Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures
    You gon' have to take your ass home

    'Cause the only thing you're takin'
    Is your clothes off
    Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
    I just wanna hear your body talk
    Oh

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Don't hold back, let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Don't hold back

    You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free
    You gotta pay with your body
    Not really into kisses leading into nothing
    I'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right, I might
    Fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour
    Fuck around, turn you to my west coast girl
    Until they book a show in NYC
    Gotta fly back east where the city don't sleep, oh-oh
    I'm tryna finish all this potion
    Baby take your time, tryna sip it 'til the mornin'
    And if you're still up, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'
    Said I'm two days strong, and never sleep until it's mornin'
    'Til the morning, 'cause the only thing you're takin'
    Is your clothes off, bany
    Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
    I just wanna hear your body talk, whoa-oh

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Ooh yeah, don't hold back, let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Oh girl, don't hold back, let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Whoa-oh, don't hold back let it out

    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Nothing's gonna change my love for you
    Oh yeah, don't hold back (don't give up)

    I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year
    I can't remember how it looks inside
    So you can picture how my life's been
    I went from starin' at the same four walls for twenty-one years
    To seein' the whole world in just twelve months
    Been gone for so long I might've just found God
    Well, probably not, if I keep my habits up and
    Probably not if I can't keep up with lovin'
    And I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls
    Only bitches down to fuck when you show 'em they're ones and
    Probably not if my niggas round them up and
    Probably not if we take 'em to my spot
    Probably not if I tweak all day, just to sleep at night
    God damn I'm high, my doctor told me to stop
    And he gave me something to pop
    And I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top
    And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot
    I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?
    All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke
    Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose
    And I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high
    But If he goes under that one-ten, believe my driver get fired
    And I ain't got any friends
    I got XO in my bloodwork and I'm posted up down in Florida
    Ft. Lauderdale to that MIA
    Sip cold drinks with Grand Marnier
    To the break of dawn, Kahlua milk
    White Russian when the sun hits
    White Russians with tongue tricks
    I like the feeling of tongue rings
    She like the way my whole tongue flip
    She grind hard for tuition
    She grind hard 'til her teeth chip
    I make her hide it with gold grills
    I make her suck it with gold grills
    In the back room of the VIP, she don't ever sleep

    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    Even if you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried

    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    This ain't nothing to relate to
    Even if you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried, you tried
    And you tried
    You tried, oh yeah Writer/s: Abel Tesfaye, Danny Schofield, Emmanuel D'orlando, Jack Holkeboer, Jason Quenneville, Sebastien Tellier
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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