Walking On Water

GULVØSS

Score: 4
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Played: 2

Album:

Sinners vs. Saints

Genres:

Gothic
Rock
Seen live

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Featured by:

AlgarDiVitto

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Lyrics:

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The pressures on make me wanna sell crack Now I know why you laughed at that Straight from the altar In my pants like Travolta Sleep walking I float the boat So you ain’t walking on water With a stance I catch her glance Wanna know bout my offers I’m exchange for the reign They was swapping the daughters We was here for the slaughter The feist is what brought us We sold now who bought us Who lost when we lost us To find what it costed Fluttered with the feet Trash I speak like I’m Austin Stunned with defeat Like Eddie House was on Alston Her mouth got me cautious I’m moving with caution Tearing down the city Just rebuild what has fallen I’m hearing you calling I’m home like a holic Hit the cabinet I’m stabbin it Like it’s hallo- Ween I’m not sheen My team winning I’m balling Wanna drop an album Yea it seems like I’m stalling Order me some oil Now I’m driving to Aldi Brought the groceries Now I’m eating Still hogging We ain’t pigging out Digging now We the bosses Don’t know where my floss is Must be where the sauce is Bitch tried to play me Then I drowned her in sauces Don’t dwindle on losses The paint is so glossy Nigga you always on that Randy no Mosses I love you now pause it I’m grizzly like claws is My causes have paws kid Listen I’m tossing The salad with crossing Dressing on the lettuce Please with probable clauses I’m locked in like jaws is But this ain’t bout jaws snitch Im the dinosaur with no reason for All this Overdosed off the xans Guess it’s all in God’s hands It had to be part of plans Birds was flipping like vans Why I downed em with the henny Guess my pain was the chance Now I’m switching the pants Now the shorts on instead With the vans socks Midway up my legs We was riding on pegs Before we crashed off the kegs Like when Shawn slapped Kenny with the ruler I’m dead Now you know what I’m bout I put the tongue in her mouth Nigga that was grade 6 Send his ass to the south Forgot about seven Like you forgot about heaven In this cruel world Know the summer In edits Who taking my credits I exchanged for the Debits Like I want my cash back Not half back like I’m Bettis I be full off perceptions Reasons why intercepted You was standing on the corner Now I get it I’m guessing My buttons been pressing Apologize for expressing Guess I should stay depressing Soon you’ll understand My reason for my impressions