Thirst Lyrics

Hey baby don't hurt me, oh lord please have mercy

It's too early to be acting dirty and looking sweet like Hershey

Way you moving fry me until I'm curly, feel like I'm not worthy

Movements like a movie that's got every dearly beloved acting thirsty

Let's talk about that thirst, not bad and boujee I mean the worst

It's that catch you gawking at me so I know you've been hit with a curse

Way you walk to shake that thing that's looking like it's about to burst

Got their vision locked on so I guess you could call that love at first

Throw them in a hearse showing them what they want but can't have

What they'd do to see it in reverse would be on their epitaph

It's like you signed an autograph when you branded them with your imprint

Dopamine rush be so quick n thick when you see their eyes glint

Your side kick made a scene now it's an infatuation in an instant

I mean it's abundance of norepinephrine with no sign of a solvent

Drown them in arousal leave them lost in their thoughts plus frustrated

Some might make a move and hope that you'll have reciprocated

But there's a certain appeal in appearing thoroughly jaded

Maybe it's the sadist that wants to dim their dreams until they're faded

It's a cruel game no matter how you gauge it, that's how some have played it

You feel like life's playin favorites, been wonderin when did this get so basic

Hey baby don't hurt me, oh lord please have mercy

It's too early to be acting dirty and looking sweet like Hershey

Way you moving fry me until I'm curly, feel like I'm not worthy

Movements like a movie that's got every dearly beloved acting thirsty

Lost grace of a basket case when you see me and you look away

I've seen your gaze but it's like I gotta hit you with a serenade

Life ain't ready made lemonade are you not entertained

Ain't no minute maid from concentrate I freshly squeeze to elevate

Can't keep me in this cage, I'm breaking free so I keep being up

Getting buttoned up ain't good enough when roads ahead start looking tough

Riding with my posse makes you feel lucky for even meeting us

Buckle up and get in cover love because we're approaching all that grimy stuff

Bloy me Harry is that a supra, and she be revving next to the barracuda

Boy get so superficial it's a struggle to sit still like iba6na dooda

Drop em in Bermuda then I'm gonna raise the temperature of the choola

I'm laughing like akuma while the demon in me spinning lika roomba

Humor the water cooler Bueller fishing for a tuna

See you are a lazy zoomer wayid 5ayif 3ala floosa

You respond with ok boomer while tilting your head chinnik booma

But when met with a threat tshoofa faj2a m6ali3 booka hah

Ey Hey baby don't hurt me, oh lord please have mercy

It's too early to be acting dirty and looking sweet like Hershey

Way you moving fry me until I'm curly, feel like I'm not worthy

Movements like a movie that's got every dearly beloved acting thirsty

I'm styling freely in the mornin that's my bacon over easy eggs and coffee

I'm gonna be Stalin Berlin walling off you frequency but I ain't a commie

Just don't like what's blaring out of your walkie talkie so no I don't copy

What I can feel is that you all be hungry for the milk of the poppy

But I'm sorry papi ain't got money for the habits of a junkie

This isn't my hobby it's a second job in what can be a muggy country

This body of work is going to keep growing until they list me in the obituary

It's a variety of vocabulary made available at your local commissary