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blac youngsta - stwdk lyrics

[intro]
uh, woah, woah, woah
gang_gang, gang, gang (gang_gang, gang)
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, yeah

[verse 1]
real spill, my heart too cold (cold)
i’ma pack my sh_t, hit the road (road)
just call me jack, i’m gone
i ain’t never comin’ back no more
switch my clothes like my hoes (yeah)
switch my flows like my hoes (yeah)
tell that ho she can roll (yeah)
real talk, my heart too cold, cold, cold

[chorus]
she rockin’ rose gold
i could tell that she wanted my soul
she walk in like a pot full of gold
like she from seventies
know she bad as f_ck ’cause she got a mole
i knew she was heaven sent, when i seen her, when she climb on the pole, oh, oh
get my d_ck hard when she hit the floor (floor)
she a baddie, she walk out the door (door)
i was thinkin’ with my d_cky first (wh0re)
she a baddie when she on the floor (baddie)
she a baddie when she in the store (baddie)
she a baddie, she stay on the go (go)
she a baddie, she f_ck on the low (low), low
she think we don’t know
[verse 2]
she f_ck on the low (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she ready to go (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she been here before (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she really a wh0re (wh0re)
like, why would i buy dior?
i’m like, “why would i open your door?” (why)
i’m like, “why would you walk in the store with the lil’ b_tch, like she really yours?” (why)
i remember them days i was poor (gang_gang)
i remember when i couldn’t afford (never)
gucci, prada, louis vuitton (louis)
independent now, i’m self employed (i’m self employed)
every day i be talkin’ to god (yeah)
every day i be thankin’ the lord (yeah)
they put so many knifes in my back, now i’m startin’ to feel like a sword (gang_gang)
now i’m startin’ to feel like a stepper (glrrt)
when i up it, i c_ck it and blow it (blrrt)
that’s your brother? get him out the ground (give up)
it’s a guarantee we up the score
score, so sick of these wh0res (wh0res)
b_tches lie for no reason (reason), i’m like, “what the f_ck?” (f_ck)
i be lookin’ like, “what in the f_ck are you wasting my time for?” (f_ck)
why you wastin’ my time for?
i get deep in that p_ssy, get sore (sore)
i get deep in that p_ssy tryna hit the spot, i get deep in that p_ssy for sure (deep in that)
every day i go deep in the throat, and she ask me go deep a lil’ more (deep in that)
and it feel like i done f_ck this ho before, i lay deep in the p_ssy and snore
i pack a bag, hit the door
i never come back no more
might as well call me jack
i’m headin’ straight to the road
f_ck that b_tch, she old (old)
on ig, i scroll (scroll)
switch my hoes like my clothes (clothes)
all my b_tches cold, cold, cold
[chorus]
she rockin’ rose gold
i could tell that she wanted my soul
she walk in like a pot full of gold
like she from seventies
know she bad as f_ck ’cause she got a mole
i knew she was heaven sent, when i seen her, when she climb on the pole, oh, oh
get my d_ck hard when she hit the floor (floor)
she a baddie, she walk out the door (door)
i was thinkin’ with my d_cky first (wh0re)
she a baddie when she on the floor (baddie)
she a baddie when she in the store (baddie)
she a baddie, she stay on the go (baddie)
she a baddie, she f_ck on the low, low
she think we don’t know

- blac youngsta

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