PULSE Lyrics – Us: TheFolks
Singer: Us: TheFolks
Title: PULSE
Ang’Geon & E Equals MC
Woooweee (Ooooweee)
Man, you see Ol’ Girl swinging that thing?!
…Man, she got my pulse all fu-….
W-w-wait… hold up, bro! Can even you hang with that? You ain’t ready for all that?
You are…not…ready
Here’s #AnuthaHitANGGEON
Making out, deep inside of the greenhouse
Clean mouth, headed south
Pulling that thang out
Dream house!
Knock the nookie out
No rookie to box bouts
Mow it down to the ground
We blowing that green out
No doubt
Smoke rings blown in between clouds
Feeling Hella Good
WOW!
Buckle up for the cream route
Hit a couple dips
Then we swerve to the green couch
Swing her by the hips
Get a grip on the dream bouncе
Doused with an ounce
On account, who to blame now ?
Oh hе be crafty with the tongue pound?
Take precautions when stepping inside the compound
Welcome to downtown
Just turn around and raise your legs up in the air now
Dig in her guts
It’s pure charm
Addicted to touch, holding a grudge
We lifted in lust: Significant Thrust
…it’s Just, ugh
It’s Crazy, how we stop your heart beat
Maybe, baby got what we need!
Maybe, lately that’s all we see
Maybe, they just need to be freed
It’s Crazy, how we stop your heart beat
Maybe, baby got what we need
Maybe, lately that’s all we see
Maybe, they just need to be freed
E Equals MC
She’s got a passion
For cheap Fashionova straps
Snapping, soon as she rolls over
Posing for the ‘Gram and the culture
Giving God the glory
On her timeline, is all t#ts
’cause if it’s no pics, then it’s no stories
Giving off the impulse to insert
And feel the p#ss# pulse through
Those jeans, they burst!
By any means, they making us thirst
I mean whatever it is, they making it work
Squeeze in them jeans
So, how in the hell is she making it twerk,huh?
I’m the coldest ’cause
The cold #ss sheet the boldest
Go ahead and hold on “deez”
She loves the way I dig in it deep
The curve at the tip of the dick
Is just a figure of speech
And when I tell it to speak
She making it qweef
Make a wish over that cake we dying to eat
Callin me God, I’m dying to preach
You got what I’m dying to keep
The hips don’t lie
When we lie in our sleep
It’s Crazy, how we stop your heart beat
Maybe, baby got what we need!
Maybe, lately that’s all we see
Maybe, they just need to be freed
It’s Crazy, how we stop your heart beat
Maybe, baby got what we need
Maybe, lately that’s all we see
Maybe, they just need to be freed
Feeling hella good
Feeling hella-
You feel it though?
Feeling hella good
Feeling hella-
No doubt
Feeling hella good
Feeling hella-
You feel it though?
Feeling hella good
Feeling hella-
No doubt
Feeling hella good
Feeling hella
You feel it though?
Feeling hella
Feeling hella-
No doubt
After the party is the after-party
And After the after-party
Is the bedsheets, probably
After the party is the after-party
And After the after-party
Is the bedsheets, shawty
Yeah
You feel it though?
You feel it though?
You feel it though?
No Doubt
You feel it though?
You feel it though?
You feel it though?
No Doubt
Here’s another hit, Ang’Geon
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