Benadrill
Touching down in Denver and I'm checking out the temperature
Poppin' your thermometer, with clouds in your barometer
My strains are from Andromeda, splashing onomatopoeia
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If he feeling you, lost my ceiling
You sleeping posturepedic, box them in they're claustrophobic
I'm going to smoke the cookie with the frosty coating
Posted in a lofty setting, best manned your boss's wedding
Done some things I'm not regretting, chop this game up toss confetti
Told her hit me when she ready, don't waste my time hoe
If it's f*cking petty, talking lots of mozzarella bottomed out and
F*cked her head up yeah
Benadrill - Touching Down in Denver Lyrics
Benadrill - Touching Down in Denver Lyrics
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Benadrill
Touching down in Denver and I'm checking out the temperature
Poppin' your thermometer, with clouds in your barometer
My strains are from Andromeda, splashing onomatopoeia
All in your encyclopedia, BenadriLL fly Expedia
If he feeling you, lost my ceiling
You sleeping posturepedic, box them in they're claustrophobic
I'm going to smoke the cookie with the frosty coating
Posted in a lofty setting, best manned your boss's wedding
Done some things I'm not regretting, chop this game up toss confetti
Told her hit me when she ready, don't waste my time hoe
If it's f*cking petty, talking lots of mozzarella bottomed out and
F*cked her head up yeah
Touching down in Denver and I'm checking out the temperature
Poppin' your thermometer, with clouds in your barometer
My strains are from Andromeda, splashing onomatopoeia
All in your encyclopedia, BenadriLL fly Expedia
If he feeling you, lost my ceiling
You sleeping posturepedic, box them in they're claustrophobic
I'm going to smoke the cookie with the frosty coating
Posted in a lofty setting, best manned your boss's wedding
Done some things I'm not regretting, chop this game up toss confetti
Told her hit me when she ready, don't waste my time hoe
If it's f*cking petty, talking lots of mozzarella bottomed out and
F*cked her head up yeah
Writer: Benjamin Randolph
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid