"Chapstick" lyrics
(feat. Wassup Rocker)
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
Yeah Mr. bad bitch snatcher
Mr. push to start it starter
You want Chanel and Dior
So bad I went ahead and bought it
Garage full of cars and a car for every week
But I miss you riding shotgun in my passenger seat
See all gas no breaks
Lipgloss just fades away
I play all your favorite songs alone and dance the night away
Boy you got me looking stupid
Bitch I miss your taste in music
Guess the stars just weren't aligned for us
I'm out here blaming cupid for it
I know I look pretty but I used to be a loser
Maybe I could have you on the screen of my computer
Or maybe I won't
Do you love me I bet you don't
Spare some love do you have a gram
Verified blue check on my gram
I miss your chapstick and your makeup
And the breakfast when you wake up
All the days you said I ain't shit
My clothes filled with your fragrance
My house just turned into yours
Don't come to church you want Christian Dior
Got your panties all on my floor
And if you miss me girl I'm missing you more
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that cover your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
Yeah Mr. bad bitch snatcher
Mr. push to start it starter
You want Chanel and Dior
So bad I went ahead and bought it
Garage full of cars and a car for every week
But I miss you riding shotgun in my passenger seat
See all gas no breaks
Lipgloss just fades away
I play all your favorite songs alone and dance the night away
Boy you got me looking stupid
Bitch I miss your taste in music
Guess the stars just weren't aligned for us
I'm out here blaming cupid for it
I know I look pretty but I used to be a loser
Maybe I could have you on the screen of my computer
Or maybe I won't
Do you love me I bet you don't
Spare some love do you have a gram
Verified blue check on my gram
I miss your chapstick and your makeup
And the breakfast when you wake up
All the days you said I ain't shit
My clothes filled with your fragrance
My house just turned into yours
Don't come to church you want Christian Dior
Got your panties all on my floor
And if you miss me girl I'm missing you more
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that cover your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss the chapstick that you put on your lips
I miss the pink panties that covered your hips
I miss the tattoo that you had on your wrist
I miss your favorite chapstick
I miss your favorite chapstick
Writer(s): Jacob Caldera
