Trill (Brooke Candy)

It's Brooke Candy, Queen of Italy Smoking dro, daily So gone, spacey Couple ones, hazy We be chillin' on my couch, lazy Drama free, comedy If you down, sodomy So much dome, lobotomy And when I'm messin' with my boo, don't bother me Couple shots, Goose Slurrin' words, loose Off that liquor, drunk Got that weed breath, skunk I got my man we bout to get nasty I'mma let him have it all So trill, my eyes be so glassy from all that alcohol Hella moist, wetter Like you're in my box, letter I wanna fuck rough Watchin' cartoons first, powerpuff Girls I know you feelin' me Where your man at chillin' watchin' TV Turn your phone off, vibrate Shut your mouth boy, no negotiate Take these panties off, we gon fuck though On that Usher Ray, nice and slow I'm a wild bitch, I'mma give you more Call me hoodrat Drew Barrymore