Thriftworks – Fluff Rider Lyrics

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I get you and wet you with all my curses,
I bless you, undress you and now we swerve it.
And Im go'n milk that utter,
And we go'n vibe on each other.

Hormones and fair bones is fair game,
To present my job is the only place.
And it's a nut milk mind state
And it's a very free timeframe.

"Was he joke'n?'
"Yeah, you damn straight"
"You a square, like the damn shape"
Terry gunna swoop down, fellow,
Jump down, Yup, and say "Hello"

With it, a pawn, a queen, a king or knight a prude or a fiend.
It takes time to assess these things.
Calculate the stakes,
And take the crime from the king.

Fluff rider
With a scorpio stinger.
Burn the bible,
How I wish that I could read it.
Spread the seed with the heavenly weed plant
Miracle joker with a full blown egg sack.

Hairification
After the fucking sewage drain
Long over due,
Fig neutons in the incubator.
If you rest'n? Keep on rest'n.
And if you mov'n,.
Give me green I got the dress'n.

Fluff rider
Show me that magic,
Take me to a place
Where everything is fantastic.

Fluff Rider
City-less hazard,
Take me back home
I can't stand this traffic.

Fluff Rider
Show me that magic,
Terry on a mission,
He works that passion.

Fluff Rider
With the Nashville calf
Take me back home
Lets get eggs in the basket.

Floor fickle.
Dill pickle.
Basic-ass asked verb based sickle
Ice drizzle.
Milk artificial.
Snap Chat nipples like bush found the missiles.
No, shes got a real hungry angle.
But shes mommy's little angel
And im rounding that mandala.

I got spikes in my boots,
Carolina herbs,
With my neck in a noose.

Left brain, right brain and swiss cheese for the waffle call
The grim reaper wouldn't dare teach at the schoolyard

Pay homage to the Gods, Rose
Sell your soul for a pass call.
Isaac Neuton flip it fall through
Sniper shooter whose triggers turn Buddhist
Turn back, head for the hills
With the pigeon, sparrow, the grills

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