Lyrics:
All Saints Chick Fit

lying awake I haven't eaten all week Got me obsessing all day Oh, what you done to me Can't stop calling your name Check me, I'm acting all weird All

Translation: All Saints. Chick Fit.

lying awake I haven't eaten all week Got me obsessing all day Oh what you done to me Can't stop calling your name Check me I'm acting all weird Bridge: All

ya cloweys them I'm jizzin all over it Dope women fuckin position ya ass where my tummy is She definitly did put on for her city Two smut nasty chick

you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First come,

ll get you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First

'll get you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First

frames by Yves Saint Laurent Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill Do you got what it take for you to fit in my wheel? Would you bust that steel if

ll get you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First