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Hugo TSR - Tombé du ciel (intro)

Produced by Gusstra beats

[Verse 1]
I’m it’s Romeo, it’s my Juliet but it doesn’t even know it yet
My love’s so obsessed I cannot go to bed,
I’m gushing at my pictures of it but they’re lower res’
Took ‘em at a distance plus I trembled when the photos snapped,

But I guess it’s prolly for the best,
‘Cause this’ll get me on the road again to figure out it’s home address,
I can follow straight behind it in it’s white Ford Edge 
License plate Y-sixty-five-one-forty-six

It’s our first date and it ain’t even know
I’ll be taking it home in the rain sleet and snow,
I checked the weather bet that it’ll brace for the cold
And keep its face in the warmth of its grey winter coat but ooh

[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh To be a fly on its walls,
Watching it dance with its garments off,
Ooh-ooh It flaunts and taunts,
Swinging its hair in the parking lot, like

Ooh-ooh I’ve always thought,
I bet it’s skin’s soft as cotton swabs
Ooh-ooh It’s all I want,
The most beautiful object I-ever saw

[Verse 2]
The next night I follow it home watch it walk up steps toward
It’s small enclosure along a dim road
Ten-fold tempo of my heart crescendos
Find a parking spot to start my walk a block of it north,

Wind blows dense storm drift snow
Up my exposed nose as I waddle in my trenchcoat,
I got the pockets full Glock pistol in-tow
With chloroform and knives and wires and oh,

Just noticed next home‘s
The one it owns but I’m not gon’ knock on its door,
So like I’m techno Imma dip low,
And inch slow around the side as my saliva droplets get froze

Tip-toe get close tryna get a glimpse though
It’s so sexual I’m fogging up the window,
I wipe it off and spot it watching it’s show 
Single sensual lies my darling primrose just ooh

[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh To be a fly on its walls,
Watching it dance with its garments off,
Ooh-ooh It flaunts and taunts,
Swinging its hair in the parking lot, like

Ooh-ooh I’ve always thought,
I bet it’s skin’s soft as cotton swabs
Ooh-ooh It’s all I want,
The most beautiful object I-ever saw

[Verse 3]
It’s sitting back relaxed I could choke it with my massive hands,
But there’s a final barrier that I have to smash,
I start to wind up at the window and I clasp my hands
Together and I try to fix my elbow as a batter’ ram

Swing it like battle axe bam like a cannon blast
Bash the glass and grab it in the shattered glass avalanche,
I choke its neck as it performs a small dance
Then I force up in its nose and throat a chloroform rag,

After its sedation, drag it to its basement,
Bind it up with wires and I gag it and duct tape its,
Trap and strip it naked, handcuff it and chain it,
Set my camera focus as it slowly reawakens,

Hi it, you’re the object of my desires,
It should know that I am sort of like a Michael Myers,
The question chosen’s yes or no but don’t get all defiant,
And oh, it should know that I don’t like no liars,

So, would it object if I objectify it?, 
Yes it’s against it?, it’s a lying bitch and I’m not
Gentle like a Jeffery Dahmer I am into gentrifying
It it’s like chicken cow or pig except it‘s sexualizing

Itself, and it smells so effeminate,
I love the way it wants to play like it is innocent,
My pleasure rises like its pressurized I press the knife in
Decompress the life in it this body’s all I ever wanted ooh

[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh To be a fly on its walls,
Watching it dance with its garments off,
Ooh-ooh It flaunts and taunts,
Swinging its hair in the parking lot, like

Ooh-ooh I’ve always thought,
I bet it’s skin’s soft as cotton swabs
Ooh-ooh It’s all I want,
The most beautiful object I-ever saw

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