Yavid – First Love

First Love Lyrics
Yavid – First Love Lyrics

Im lookin death in the face
I like the way that she taste
I like the shape of her waist
And the way that she smell go send me to hell
Send me to hell girl ill be your date
She got Emilio Pucci on her feet
And She got a tether on her ankle a bracelet
You were my first love you were my first one you were my

I look her right in the eyes she wants me to die for her I say will
She wants me to kill for her I say I will
I just need her go and stuff pills run plays shoot drills
You were my first one all on the playground
And im like a carpenter when I put the hammers down
I got this black cloud that follow me around
But you were my first one
My mamma a wolf im a dog
My main hoe a princess im a frog
Im demon Im Bael
My side one is pretty and tall and red she like Clifford the dog
My yellow one turn orange everytime I piss her off
The buergois is boring and it kinda piss me off
So I cut my skin up and cut all the fen up load FN up put my back against the wall

Im lookin death in the face
I like the way that she taste
I like the shape of her waist
& the way that she smell go send me to hell
Send me to hell girl ill be your date
She got Emilio Pucci on her feet
She got a tether on her ankle a bracelet
You were my first love you were my first yeah

You were my first one all on the playground
When I pulled your panties down look girl we grown now
We ain’t fuckin round you gonna throw your stomach up or sit
Ima get on the corner w balloons like im IT boi
Fuck the rap game I got hit hit hit
I ain’t even rinse em off they smell like shit shit shit
Remember blue dolphins red megatrons and green pits
We had pit puppies flim flams whim wams and remix
I was short on a flip I put molly on the sniff
Passed out cook a pan ayahuasca in the kitchen
My enemies gone and I guess I kinda missem
Who know play Russian roulette with their bitch
I got a hotel key with like 900$ on it
And they been sniffing powder off it
She got a bun in the oven and a brick by her spleen and
I call her Billy Jean
(it ain’t mine)

Im lookin death in the face
I like the way that she taste
I like the shape of her waist
I like the way that she smell go send me to hell
Send me to hell girl ill be your date
She got Emilio Pucci on her feet
She got a tether on her ankle a bracelet
You were my first yeah you were my first yeah
Like you were my first yeah you were my first love
Like you were my first yeah you were my first love

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