"minute maid" lyrics
Sophie Hunter & Hunna G Lyrics
I make a grown man blush
I make a little kid cry
I make a fist
I make a face
I make a
I make your daddy finish
I make your mommy fetish
I make a phase into a wave
I make out with a stranger
To spite my ex
Make out with my ex
He's a stranger
In spite it all
I make up my whole face
To make amends
To an old friend
Make a fool of myself
Like I'm talking to a wall again
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
Hold up pause...
Back again
They can't jack my spot
It's finders keepers
Bitch I'm backing in
How do I have sons
I don't have kids
Feel like Ms. Hannigan
But look like Orphan Annie
If she had just
Remained abandoned
Mouth dirty
But I smell good
You're liking his stories
I am beating him with bell hooks
Beating out the bell curve
Beat around the bush so bad
I feel like I should Zelle her
Let the cash compel her
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
And the juice might be
Made in a minute
But it's grown in ten
Years I had to fall off
Just to rise again
Learning to be fine with
How it all depends and
It all depends on
So much
In a red wheelbarrow
I'm whipping donuts
All white lingerie
You're having trouble
Keeping focus
All work and no play
I've gotta keep that ass
In motion
Powerfully faded
I do not remember ghosting
And I don't know where I'm going
But that shit goes
(I know that it goes, I know that it goes)
And I don't know where I'm going
But I know that it goes where I go
I know that it goes where I go
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
And the juice might be
Made in a minute
But it's grown in ten
Years I had to fall off
Just to rise again
Learning to be fine with
How it all depends and
It all depends on
I make a little kid cry
I make a fist
I make a face
I make a
I make your daddy finish
I make your mommy fetish
I make a phase into a wave
I make out with a stranger
To spite my ex
Make out with my ex
He's a stranger
In spite it all
I make up my whole face
To make amends
To an old friend
Make a fool of myself
Like I'm talking to a wall again
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
Hold up pause...
Back again
They can't jack my spot
It's finders keepers
Bitch I'm backing in
How do I have sons
I don't have kids
Feel like Ms. Hannigan
But look like Orphan Annie
If she had just
Remained abandoned
Mouth dirty
But I smell good
You're liking his stories
I am beating him with bell hooks
Beating out the bell curve
Beat around the bush so bad
I feel like I should Zelle her
Let the cash compel her
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
And the juice might be
Made in a minute
But it's grown in ten
Years I had to fall off
Just to rise again
Learning to be fine with
How it all depends and
It all depends on
So much
In a red wheelbarrow
I'm whipping donuts
All white lingerie
You're having trouble
Keeping focus
All work and no play
I've gotta keep that ass
In motion
Powerfully faded
I do not remember ghosting
And I don't know where I'm going
But that shit goes
(I know that it goes, I know that it goes)
And I don't know where I'm going
But I know that it goes where I go
I know that it goes where I go
And I'm talking to the wall again
I'm fucked up
Cannot take me anywhere
I drag it like my dump truck
I drag it like a chest piece
Push it like my pen
Write it like these recipes
Won't rest in peace again
And the juice might be
Made in a minute
But it's grown in ten
Years I had to fall off
Just to rise again
Learning to be fine with
How it all depends and
It all depends on
