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Sheets Video (MV)




Performed By: Ishtar Sr.
Language: English
Length: 3:59
Written by: Ishtar Sr.




Ishtar Sr. - Sheets Lyrics




Cybersex market explosion
I confess i'm a bit hopeless
I confess I feel your whole schtick
Shagging remote is the quoting
In the sack it's a wrap, nigga know this
Bring it back with yo ass and the stroking
Bring a strap if you nasty and go in
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Hot kelly, we be stroking by a dance floor
Cop smelly piff then smoke it before we chant more
Cot ready for the poking that we planned for
Potbelly, titty poking out the Jansport
Rock heavy, move it slowly, make you rant more
Top messy, leaving mo' than just your hands sore
Top messy, leaving mo' than just your hands sore
Rock heavy, move it slowly, make you rant more
Potbelly, titty poking out the Jansport

A world of tranquility
In a series of human eccentricity
Exercising fertility
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets

A world of tranquility
In a series of human eccentricity
Exercising fertility
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets

Rethinking my stance on abandoning my physical form
Rethinking my stance
On abandoning my physical form
My physical form

Everyone needs thugs, queers, and nerds in their life
Plurality of experience forms the word of my life
Forms the word of my life
Everyone needs thugs, queers, and nerds in their life
Plurality of experience forms the word of my life
Forms the word of my life

Working out what's my word worth in this world
Cursing loud 'cause my cursed nerves been unfurled
Burners out 'cause I perturbed the disturbed
Murdered child on my curb, hurts to observe
Working out what's my word worth in this world
Cursing loud 'cause my cursed nerves been unfurled
Burners out 'cause I perturbed the disturbed
Murdered child on my curb, hurts to observe
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Cybersex market explosion
I confess i'm a bit hopeless
I confess I feel your whole schtick
Shagging remote is the quoting
In the sack it's a wrap, nigga know this
Bring it back with yo ass and the stroking
Bring a strap if you nasty and go in
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Hot kelly, we be stroking by a dance floor
Cop smelly piff then smoke it before we chant more
Cot ready for the poking that we planned for
Potbelly, titty poking out the Jansport
Rock heavy, move it slowly, make you rant more
Top messy, leaving mo' than just your hands sore
Top messy, leaving mo' than just your hands sore
Rock heavy, move it slowly, make you rant more
Potbelly, titty poking out the Jansport

A world of tranquility
In a series of human eccentricity
Exercising fertility
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets

A world of tranquility
In a series of human eccentricity
Exercising fertility
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets
Feeling lively within the sheets

Rethinking my stance on abandoning my physical form
Rethinking my stance
On abandoning my physical form
My physical form

Everyone needs thugs, queers, and nerds in their life
Plurality of experience forms the word of my life
Forms the word of my life
Everyone needs thugs, queers, and nerds in their life
Plurality of experience forms the word of my life
Forms the word of my life

Working out what's my word worth in this world
Cursing loud 'cause my cursed nerves been unfurled
Burners out 'cause I perturbed the disturbed
Murdered child on my curb, hurts to observe
Working out what's my word worth in this world
Cursing loud 'cause my cursed nerves been unfurled
Burners out 'cause I perturbed the disturbed
Murdered child on my curb, hurts to observe
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Writer: Ishtar Sr.
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