Missionary- Original song written and produced by Baileys Ghost.
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Lyrics ⏬
Verse 1-
From all those nights that I tired I text
When you ignoring me and block me like your Violent ex
We used be so kinky wild tied up in a mess
Now you barely kiss when we link it’s silent sex
What happened to that dominatrix
Wearing all the leather from her mamas basement
Chains whips Who hated conservation
Filming all your toys like product placement
Get little a wild in congregation
Trying new position in the office Spaces
Try keep from Moaning with awkward faces
When you didn’t even care if you were ovulating
I seen better days like Tupac
When you used to wait for me only wearing tube socks
You’d dress like Harley Quinn your bat would take me to my knees
I think we been together too long
Anything I ever do I do wrong
I miss the days of Gamoras costume when your bodies painted green
Her perfume smelling cinnamon weed
Used to dance like she on Ridalyn speed
Easy to tell she was into my needs
Netflix and chill name a synonym please
Neon green linen and we getting in between
We wake up in the morning with even more intimacy
Cancel all our plans no visitors please
She had a good head head on her shoulders subliminally
Chorus-
Im just too faded to believe
You aint ever love enough to trust me
I think our love is make believe
You ain’t smile no more when you wanna fuck me
Verse 2-
I know when u get attached
Your passion goes out the back
So I ignore you then u mad
That used to bring the passion back
Now it’s dull and dry
Like we married and annulled our ties
We used wake up feeling pulverized
Now you’re into Older guys
Must be desperate
Like you were denied your credit
Like you longer trending
No more interest in your threads like Reddit
No more dms no @s message
Even on the days I would last a second
You’d be on your back gasping breathless
Saying you’d pulled your back in that half a second
Mistake me for Will saying that I Am Legend
Passive aggressive
But Slamming back your beverage
To attract your next contestant
Judging men like tax assessments Bad investment
But I ain’t broker and I dont sell stocks
And I miss your choker the bells installed
Miss those outfits looking like Hell would spawn
Used to use puppets like elmos song
You used to dress like Comicon
Princess Leia in crotchless thongs
Now our bondage gone
Ropes, love, twist-ties, and gauntlet bras
Every night our neighbors would All applaud
Now they hearing silence through hollow walls
I gotta say this is scary
Cuz now all we do is missionary
Chorus-
Im just too faded to believe
You aint ever love enough to trust me
I think our love is make believe
You ain’t smile no more when you wanna fuck me
#passionsgone
#breakupsong
#wheresthelove
#baileysghost
#baileyanderson
#indiehiphop
#funnyrap
#fastrap
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