Meirl

Meirl

As I'm laying on your chest,

I'll be out here thinkin' 'bout it boy, it's just a guess

But something just keeps telling me that i'm better than the rest

And I ain't tryna rush you, but goddamn, i'm a mess, mess, mess.

I'm so fucking sick and tired of the Photoshop

Show me something natural like afro on Richard Pryor

Show me something natural like ass with some stretch marks

Still will take you down right on your mamma's couch in polo socks, aye

Imagine a buzzfeed unsolved and harry potter cross over where Shane is the chosen one and does not believe in magic.

"Hey there death eaters, it's me, ya boy"

"FUCK YOU VOLDEMORT"

"I'm dancing in your forest. It's my forest now! If you want me out you're gonna have to kill me"

Evora, Evora, tu ne m'aimes plus ou quoi?

Evora, Evora, après tant d'années,

Evora, Evora, une de perdue, c'est ça?

Evora, Evora, je te retrouverai, c'est sûr.