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Buckets of phlegm
Buckets of spit
Got all them buckets comin’ out of my lip
Buckets of sputum in my hand
I got all the fluid honey baby
You can stand
I
been sick
My lung’s been soaked
I seen pretty nurses disappear like smoke
Phlegm will arrive
Friends will disappear
If you stay clean honey baby
You’ll stand clear
Like
your spittle
And your nasal drip
I like the way that you lube your lips
I like the cool way you look at me
Everything about you requires
Antihistamine
Little red loogie
Others say yikes
I ain’t no RT but I know what I likes
I like the way your congestion’s strong and slow
We’ll both need treatment honey baby
Wherever we go
Shirt is moist
Love life’s a bust
My bottom lip is building a crust
Crusty and smelly I’m not well
I’d scrape it for you honey baby
Can’t you tell |
