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Lips to the liquor, tips to the trigger
Rapid I move like a pot block flicker
Goose bumpin' from my lash to my kickers
Hand on a cowbell, bad bell hitter
Legs let loose and I'm lying limbless
Chest to the best of a snare that's rimless
I take it all off 'til the bones are skinless
And try and send me to a golden nimbus
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you
I salivate on a shoreline crippled
Sucked and attracted by the beat that's rippled
Up from my toes to her sunburnt nipples
Sucking like a madman on a Popsicle
The drummer just dropped the beats to be played
The girls just dropped their marbles to degrade
The crowd gets rough and babies gettin' made
Getting loose like lemons lost in lemonade
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you
What I don't have for you, control
Save for an ounce of cool, you know
Lovers don't trade in jewels, no-oh
But I'd trade for a piece of you