Contact high

Contact high Lyrics

I smell that smoke when I walk past your door
I fall down to my knees cos I need more
Something's burnin' up inside
I know that ain't no Charlie ride
But we'll make do with a slip-n-slide
For show

CHORUS:
You give me contact
Contact high
You give me contact
Contact high

And turn the dirty lie, can breathe your seed
The flowers on your window taste so sweet
Look here mama, don't be scared
Selfless children love to share
But I'll be damned if they got enough for three

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The girl ain't nothin' but a-rich white trash
With her lips on a jazz bag and hands on cash
Nobody wants to kiss her mush-shrimp stash
Get real

Don't you leave me statue like a stone
I taste you through the wet lips of your hole
Please believe me for your sake
I won't ask you, I just take
We want more fix so I do not break my bones

[CHORUS]

You give me…