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Correct Flaming Hot Cheetos Lyrics
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Correct Flaming Hot Cheetos
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[Intro] Gasper, what the hell you doing? [Verse 1: Savage Ga$p] I got these Flaming Hot Cheetos on my fingers I'm tryna hold you Promise that I'll always remember That's what I told you Now I'm sitting wishing And reminiscing these visions of our springtime days Sunflower you was in full bloom 'Cause you that pretty girl I always see in my dreams And maybe you can let him go and come be pretty with me I feel that summertime breeze Lullabies in the trees And yo your voice is like an angel You an angel to me [Hook: Savage Ga$p] You got a jean skirt, air max Flowers in yo' hairband Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that Girl, you flaming hot I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants Jean skirt, air max, flowers in yo' hairband Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that Girl, you flaming hot I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants Jean skirt, air max, flowers in yo' hairband Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that Girl, you flaming hot I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants [Verse 1: Keshore] It just be like that, ay Say you love her she don't love you back My heart be flaming just like some Cheetos I need my Clairo back Bubblegum chewing the cover, the wasteless taste is back First nigga that jab at my heart, I feel like Vergil man Sunflower picking, I eat her sunflower seeds And World War 3 drive the pain I swear to God I will leave I need a Clairo shawty, uh I need to hold you, uh I be dreaming about my pretty girl I wish I could love you You vented on him Gucci Like baby girl that's a bad match You filas on my suegos Like a future vans at golf stands Haven't left my bed yet Dreaming 'bout a bad bitch I'm just tryna get with you Wishing I could bag that [Hook 1: Keshore] It just be like that, ay Say you love her she don't love you My heart be flaming just like some Cheetos I need my Clairo back Bubblegum chewing the cover, the wasteless taste is back First nigga that jab at my heart, I feel like Vergil man
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