Wedding Mac Miller Lyrics - Oh, fuck me good, baby you better. The smile that she faking is tragic, hate. Web [verse 1:] yeah, yeah, yeah. Wmg (on behalf of warner records label); My bitch can tell that i'm addicted to pussy, she lookin' past it. The smile that she fakin' is tragic, hate lookin'. Love turns to war so quickly, i envisioned us married and fifty. My bitch can tell that i'm addicted to pussy, she looking past it. Oh, fuck me good, baby you better than any man. Web you're sick of seein' condoms in my sock drawer.
Love turns to war so quickly, i envisioned us married and fifty. Oh, fuck me good, baby you better. Wmg (on behalf of warner records label); Oh, fuck me good, baby you better than any man. My bitch can tell that i'm addicted to pussy, she lookin' past it. The smile that she fakin' is tragic, hate lookin'. My bitch can tell that i'm addicted to pussy, she looking past it. Web you're sick of seein' condoms in my sock drawer. Web [verse 1:] yeah, yeah, yeah. The smile that she faking is tragic, hate.