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ben eales - silly goofy mood كلمات الأغنية

yeah, i guess i hit it in the right year
takin’ this sh_t to beyond, buzz lightyear
out like a light here, i’m a scot, no travis
run the earth, yeah, i got dynamics
i’m outstanding, never a stand_in for somebody else
run up on me by mistake, don’t run up all by yourself
celine dion type beat, main difference between you and me
in the streets, i could hit a b, you just stain your jeans
take defeat like i started up an onlyfans
trying me? i’ll make a beat sampling your man
in each key is a different moan, for mе he saved the rеal ones
your game’s so weak he buys pva, it’s never real cum
i’m just taking shots but i never got a real gun
i don’t need to own the bullet just to make you feel one
anyways, i’m off topic
edgy act like hot topic
oh, you’re releasing? i’m gonna stop it
edging yours, it’s microscopic
questions all around me but i never got a clue though
people playin games of life and death like this some cluedo
call me kool aid man, the type of sh_t i’m running through, yo
this sh_t is my last chance, somebody call uno
seeing double visions but i do not need no glasses
you see double vision once you down a couple glasses
got the mascara make it pop out of my eyelashes
you got the whole outfit mixed up, man this sh_t is clashing
i don’t you to step up, that ain’t what i’m asking
i’m living my dreams, your only real dream’s what the mask is
dude, this sh_t’s embarassing
look through my perspective and you’ll see the sh_t i’m carrying
and yet i’m still here winning
still queer winning, still clearly the winner
baddest b_tch at the ball
still clearly the dimmer, wackest sh_t in the fall
sorry to announce that but this b_tch got it all

a quick cl!ck through the arm then he’s down on the floor
a little up, down, snap, tell him “gimme some more”
we got some time to k!ll, call it time to chill
feel the divine, the thrill, like fine, we will
and then we find the feel like we find a feeling
a little pitter patter and you’ll find him reeling
if he’s the prize in the vault then you’ll find me stealing
and if i ask him to stay then you’ll find him heeling
call it some devillish love, call me beezlebub
i don’t do youtube much, but i’ll call him sub
some people got pet names, he sure calls me stuff
and if you don’t believe it, i’ll let you call my bluff
who gives a d_mn if i’m d_mned to you
i don’t give a sh_t, i’ll still slander you
that is not the type of audience i wanna pander to
let him bite like oz, you can do whatever xander do
and we both know that i’d be lying if i ever said that i never tried too hard
but i try and get good reviews
you try and get two stars
if it’s a game, i got the highscore
got daddy issues but ain’t got em with yours
i’m not here by accident, nah, i chose to choose it
tap, tap, tap, like i f_ckin’ suzie q’d it
they call it luck but i don’t call that sh_t coincidence
i prefer to name the catalystic incident
i prefer to maim the beat then put a couple spills in it
i keep a he_rs_ on standby just because i’m k!lling it
i mix potions like nicki then i pop a pill in it
i’m g_y and don’t pr_nounce my t’s, i got the sk!lls in it
didn’t need the sk!lls lab
fancy with the quill, fab
write it to you in my will then smoke it like i will stab

look i’m a, i’m a, i’m a bad b_tch
why you f_cking mad b_tch
sh_t so generic that it’s like you write with mad libs
boo hoo, sad b_tch
what, not over your last b_tch
you ain’t rollin’ with me
not your baby or your lad, b_tch
what goes around comes around
karma is elastic
you’re a 4 kinda thing and i kept the fantastic
that wasn’t sarcastic
i’m just bombastic
everyone knows my name but i’m still saying “who’s asking?”
oh, is that your new track?
why’s it sound like ass again?
i write bars like lexi, guess that makes you cass again
hold on mr saxobeat, this b_tch makes me need aspirin
i am not, i am not sorry, ho
triple the threats like a broadway show
sometimes i can be broad i know
but i’ll get specific for haunting you
pop out the big cheques like shawty got the fattie
no blackfishing here but i’m a uk baddie
do i like your man? only just a tad
he likes it d_mn sweet, and now he’s tryna tap me
wow, it feels good when he feels me
nothing else i could do, imma let this thief steal me
alakazam, time for him to reveal me
let’s make you disappear, not a trick though, for realsies
anything you can do, i can do better
you think that you’re out there but i’m a go_getter
yeah, i’m in his bed and you’re writing him letters
you hold his hand and i make him wetter

- ben eales

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