Romancing ft. Celstonn

I blew a bag on my bitch She told them cut the music up

She heard my song, she like to dance with the stick

We be romancin' and shit She be my Wendy, I might go away

With her like Peter Pan in this bitch I'm bound to fly away

Mmm, time passed by and we didn't think that we'd see

Another brighter day It was stormin

But I'll be there to hold you in the mornin' I give it to you when you want it

The dope on hand don't need appointment Feel like an eagle, how I'm soarin

Liquor my liver, be absorbent I got go big, Rasputia Norbit

Supreme the hat Supreme the forces We take the drugs, I don't endorse it