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chris crack – wingman of the year كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: chris crack]
ah
i told ’em never look back
but never acknowledge you did it first, uh
lemme get some money out a b_tch because that’s all it’s worth
i didn’t sign the birth at first
i wasn’t sure if it was mine, theirs, his, or hers
them just words
muddy feet don’t get money
green leather sofa and my plush fur
you n_ggas mad i wouldn’t listen to your duck words
ay, who the f_ck slurs after a few beers?
you poppin’ two pills in a room with all gentlemen, huh
i guessed ’em, your cinnamints at a party?
give me ten of them, uh
i told the b_tch i need dividends
and i’mma keep k!llin’ sh_t
don’t get no realer than this, uh
i rode my bike up to the dealership
i can’t pedal ’cause my pockets is stuffed with they dirty money
call me petty, but i’m built like jerome bettis
they owe credit, i’mma add every bit of my two pennies, ha
veggie torte with no lettuce
they don’t get it, they won’t get it
just got her nails done, now hold the d_ck so steady
i’m joe pesci, this a sat_rday night special, and uh
i’m joe pesci, this a sat_rday night special, and
[verse 2: cavalier]
fumbling through another bag, the ambitious highs
case study of a man who never been dry
it’s not condescending if it’s true
y’all c_ck_blocking your own blessings with your c_ck
or maybe you’re miserable
it got princess cuts and emeralds too
i figure i ain’t jockin’ if i ain’t rockin ice off of principle
lately i been most dressed, more unimpressed
just met, she’s undressed, requesting i call her “empress”
i’m blowing the only smoky rings through her [?]
she said “i got a iud,” like what that ‘posed to mean?
i never paid for it, nor prayed for it
i waged war for it, now wait for it (wait for it)
your chauffeur arrives in mere minutes
he’s named uberpool
i’m singing schlampe and cupid while your uvula’s full
i don’t got no scruples how you do it, boo
do how you do
if we get tired, you can slice my fruits and boopity boo
systematic blister, i hate all my bliss
i blow kisses at it, picture frame in the mirror
we pose, my stroke cinematic like

[outro]
i’m joe pesci, this a sat_rday night special
you don’t give me no p_ssy
on my three year anniversary
what that mean?
we just had s_x before we got here
facts!

- chris crack

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