CunninLynguists, Tonedeff - Enemies With Benefits lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Tonedeff - Enemies With Benefits lyrics]
Trust me, we can make the scene turn ugly
You hate me or you love me, trust me
We can make the scene turn ugly
You hate me or you love me
We can make the scene turn ugly, trust me
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
She the girl of my dreams, also my nightmares
Cause she be jigglin' it
Killin' it in her nightwear
Between mean glances that we might share
The space between us is like a lightyear
All in my phone like she
All in my Facebook pretendin she me
Cus her "Not Hot" single
Friends feedin her nonsense
The ghetto's trying to kill me
And my chick's an accomplice
With black gloves
(black gloves) black mask (black mask)
Full lips (full lips) fat ass (I like that)
Text messaging ridiculous comments
I'd have to wash my mouth out
To read you the contents
She might literally love me to death
We had a stairway to heaven til'
I fell down the steps
Now I'm left with a pain in the neck
But she's my eye candy, the flavor I savor
And I'm part Vader, I think with my saber
I live in crazy town and
I'm married to the mayor
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
They call me Lex, junior not Rex Lewis
My ex like a six shot shooter - sex ruger
She's a sex cougar she texts
We bang every time I sit next to her
Man, she get me hard as steel
I call her X-Ray
Coz my ex bust her neck during sex play
I get the cleanest dome, I mean it holmes
She never be at home but she never be alone
Her boyfriend is a punk, he rock a onesie
He think he fly, pullin' stunts in his undies
But she my kryptonite i knowcryptic right?
I'm sitting back with a pipe
Getting ripped at night
On my window pane, the coldest rain
My enemy, Miss Lois Lane
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
She’s a devil in a baby blue dress
Who I'm mentally redressing as
An angel through sex
Who be testing my mettle - and yes, in a way
I choose the stress
And I guess that I settle cause
I’m a slave to huge breasts
But it ain’t worth it
Ask me again if my mind has changed
On the situation in five days
And I couldn’t say for certain
And so we stay in this deranged arrangement
Nailing ‘tween the breaks of these
Unwavering debates of ‘who’s the
Crazy person’?
She got them fuck-goggles on me
My judgement Impaired like I was drunk
On kamakaze’s running a busted Kawasaki
Callin the love doctor cause I need a
Fix of this chick and it’s sickening
Wish I could quit
But my dick is mixing the signals and shit
Half of the time
I see past these disastrous signs
And half of the time
I keep asking if I’m happy to lie
If blame can be assigned
Then I guess I’ll have to
Try this food for thought:
You can always see the shape of
The pan in the pie
Savage desire in me to taste her loving
So my peace of mind will never
Turn into a baker’s dozen i’m crumbling
You hate me or you love me, trust me
We can make the scene turn ugly
You hate me or you love me
We can make the scene turn ugly, trust me
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
She the girl of my dreams, also my nightmares
Cause she be jigglin' it
Killin' it in her nightwear
Between mean glances that we might share
The space between us is like a lightyear
All in my phone like she
All in my Facebook pretendin she me
Cus her "Not Hot" single
Friends feedin her nonsense
The ghetto's trying to kill me
And my chick's an accomplice
With black gloves
(black gloves) black mask (black mask)
Full lips (full lips) fat ass (I like that)
Text messaging ridiculous comments
I'd have to wash my mouth out
To read you the contents
She might literally love me to death
We had a stairway to heaven til'
I fell down the steps
Now I'm left with a pain in the neck
But she's my eye candy, the flavor I savor
And I'm part Vader, I think with my saber
I live in crazy town and
I'm married to the mayor
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
They call me Lex, junior not Rex Lewis
My ex like a six shot shooter - sex ruger
She's a sex cougar she texts
We bang every time I sit next to her
Man, she get me hard as steel
I call her X-Ray
Coz my ex bust her neck during sex play
I get the cleanest dome, I mean it holmes
She never be at home but she never be alone
Her boyfriend is a punk, he rock a onesie
He think he fly, pullin' stunts in his undies
But she my kryptonite i knowcryptic right?
I'm sitting back with a pipe
Getting ripped at night
On my window pane, the coldest rain
My enemy, Miss Lois Lane
She sit's in bed with her halo crooked
She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefit's
Enemies with benefit's
She’s a devil in a baby blue dress
Who I'm mentally redressing as
An angel through sex
Who be testing my mettle - and yes, in a way
I choose the stress
And I guess that I settle cause
I’m a slave to huge breasts
But it ain’t worth it
Ask me again if my mind has changed
On the situation in five days
And I couldn’t say for certain
And so we stay in this deranged arrangement
Nailing ‘tween the breaks of these
Unwavering debates of ‘who’s the
Crazy person’?
She got them fuck-goggles on me
My judgement Impaired like I was drunk
On kamakaze’s running a busted Kawasaki
Callin the love doctor cause I need a
Fix of this chick and it’s sickening
Wish I could quit
But my dick is mixing the signals and shit
Half of the time
I see past these disastrous signs
And half of the time
I keep asking if I’m happy to lie
If blame can be assigned
Then I guess I’ll have to
Try this food for thought:
You can always see the shape of
The pan in the pie
Savage desire in me to taste her loving
So my peace of mind will never
Turn into a baker’s dozen i’m crumbling