Welcome to prom 2018
I’ll sure you’ll have a wonderful time
If you don’t, go and fuck yourself you fucking idiot
Curtis Waters
Good job, Curtis!
Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ off
I can’t seem to call it off
We’ve been in this far too long
We’ve been in this far too long
Call it, call it, call it off
Tell them ‘til you tell them off, oh baby
I can, I can tell I ain’t what you need
Woah, I guess I still got a thing for my hoes
And I never really get to see my bros
While that white girl drippin’ off her nose, off her nose
I suppose, we’ve been fallin’ for a month, maybe four
Was there a time when you was mi amor, mi amor
Now shit’s just so morose
You just wanna fuss and then argue
You’ve gone done changed, girl who are you?
I don’t feel the same way about you
Why the fuck you actin’ so high school?
Eyes closed, let loose, wild kids
Getting high on the high road
Eyes closed, let loose, Grey Goose
Burn my chest like a pyro
Grab your mama’s car, up the mileage
Let’s go thrifting girl, fuck a stylist
Girl, you always argue, you so childish
Childish, childish
Grab your mama’s car, up the mileage
Let’s go thrifting girl, fuck a stylist
But your bitching better than your silence
Silence, yeah
Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ off
I can’t seem to call it off
We’ve been in this far too long
We’ve been in this far too long
Call it, call it, call it off
Tell them ‘til you tell them off, oh baby
I can, I can tell I ain’t what you need
Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ off
I can’t seem to call it off
We’ve been in this far too long
We’ve been in this far too long
Call it, call it, call it off
Tell them ‘til you tell them off, oh baby
I can, I can tell I ain’t what you need
Love on me like it’s your prom night
Fuck on me like it’s your last time
I ain’t sure if the time’s right
I ain’t sure if my mind’s right
Do you love me or the limelight?
Would you l-l-l-love me with my hands tied?
Love on me like it’s your prom night
Fuck on me like it’s your last time
Love me like it’s your prom night
Fuck on me like it’s your last time
I ain’t sure if the time’s right
I ain’t sure if my mind’s right
Do you love me or the limelight?
Would you l-l-l-love me with my hands tied?
Love on me like it’s your prom night
Fuck on me like it’s your last time
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