Nafe Smallz - Sex On The Moon lyrics
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[Nafe Smallz - Sex On The Moon lyrics]
Cheques, made a few
Huh, these cheques, made a few
Hm, flexin' on who? Flexin' on who?
Man, she left with the crew
We goin' up, it's a hell of a night, yeah
(Hell of a night, yeah)
I'm trippin' on shit fallin' out of the sky
(No no, no no)
We'll take a trip wherever you like
(You like)
Galaxy, moons, I'm takin' you sky high
(Let's go)
She been livin' like there's only one life
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Private flights somewhere there with sunshine
(Let's go, let's go)
Private pilot, I be flyin' sometime
(Let's go, let's go) told 'em
"Fly me where there's more sunshine"
(Where there's more sunshine)
Ah, where the grass is greener
In the club with sativa (Gone)
Gettin' high with Latinas
(High, gettin' high with Latinas, skrrt)
Still I'm lightin' this reefer (Lit)
She was high when I seen her (Smoke)
I've been fuckin a keeper
But I won't keep her (Nah)
Now I'm keepin' it G'd up
Landin' right in the deep end
And she a real one (Real one)
Lightin' this weed up
Said I'm lightin' this loud up
I get it cloudy
How the hell could you doubt me?
Only real ones around me i'm in a Audi
(Skrrt) , but I switch to Mercedes (Switch)
Tell me how could you play me?
How could you play me? (How?)
Bitch, didn't you rate me?
Ah, ah ah, ah, ah ah, darling
(I'ma chill like every way
I'ma get to the money every way)
It's you, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
Ha, you ooh, ah, yeah
(She tryna blow me every way
She just wanna destroy me every way)
Yeah, sex with the view (O oh)
Sex on the moon (Gone, gone)
Cheques, made a few (Cheques)
Huh, these cheques, made a few (Huh)
Hm, flexin' on who? Flexin' on who?
Man, she left with the crew
My way, high way found pain, champagne
Ran through that money, pussy and the drugs
Got all that I want and still it's not enough
Just play your position
I'll pay your tuition
Disturbin' the vibe when you
Say what it isn't told them, "It's Grammys"
I'm paintin' the picture
Fuck waitin' in line, I don't pay it no mind
Take over the world if she want
New Chanel purse in this foreign
Sick and tired of twelve, I've been lawless
Nothin' but this wealth feels important
Tap in with myself, feel the forces
You my type of girl, it's still a fortress
(Still there's nothin' left to say)
How could you doubt me? How could you? Uh, uh
(Still there's nothin' left to say)
Yeah, sex with the view (Sex with the view)
Sex on the moon (Sex on the moon)
Cheques, made a few (Cheques, made a few)
Huh, these cheques, made a few
(These cheques, made a few)
Hm, flexin' on who? (Flexin' on who?) Huh
Flexin' on who? (Flexin' on who?)
Man, she left with the crew
Sex with the view (Sex with the view)
Sex on the moon (Sex on the moon)
Cheques, made a few (Cheques, made a few)
Huh, these cheques, made a few
(These cheques, made a few)
Hm, flexin' on who?
(Flexin' on who?) Flexin' on
Who? (Flexin' on who?)
Man, she left with the crew
Sex with the view sex on the moon
Cheques, made a few
Huh, these cheques, made a few (Huh)
Flexin' on who? Flexin' on who?
Man, she left with the crew
(Wizard does magic)
Man, she left with the crew
Man, she left with the crew (Gwappa Baby)
Man, she left with the crew
Sex on the moon (Sex on the moon)