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church st. - marathon كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: church st]
i’m on my way to the studio
this my “drunk in the uber” flow
nah this is my future flow, i need some commas and numerals
my beeper is buzzin’
my team in the function
so please get accustomed, to leaving with nothin’
to get on your song, ima need some percussion
so please understand if i tweak the production
you don’t got my payment, no need to discuss it
(oooooh)
oh you think that we buddies?
you think i’d be here if it wasn’t increasing my budget?
i think that that’s funny
don’t care where you at, b-tch i’m repping the a
(ayyyyy)
but they think it’s chicago cause i’m in siena like twice everyday
(mmmmm)
and i’ll be back tomorrow
i order wagyu with the toasted ciabatta
tequila and lime, i do not like moscato
i’m looking for work, gotta feed my hermanos
you looking for me, b-tch i’m here at the condo
i weigh 111 but ain’t no one budging me
after this tape, can’t n-body else f-ck with me
n-gg-s with girls keep on falling in love with me
i’m not the one, n-gg- i’m not the one, n-gg- i’m not the-
(ooooooh)

[bridge:]
i’ve been running this shit so looooong, man
i’ve been running this shit so loooong, man, whooooooo!

[verse 2: church st]
the crowd keep on screaming “shalani”
my pockets is creamy, chobani
my boyfriend keep leaving, i’m sorry
i can’t keep up with my promises
i don’t know why they so shocked, i’ve always wanted this
dreaming of coupes pulling up to performances, you ain’t the p-ssenger n-gg- (nope)
but you keep coming back, yeah you keep coming back
that’s just the m-s-ch-st in ya (ooh!)
lani not having it, flake on apache, don’t come to the madison, no
i’ll have you waiting outside in the cold tryna fight your way past all my n-gg-s (ooh!)
cause they really excited (they really excited)
yeah they really excited
i’m chilling beside, with a cigarette lighted
my swagger, my flow, and my clique is the tightest
you tryna compare and i’m literally dying (ooh!)
i give the signal to rodney
he jump in the car and we’re literally flying
i’m in the rear of the party
drinking and feeling like gwenyth stefani
you cannot sit at my table, i’m sick of the starving
i’m ’bout to feast
send the bill to your office

- church st

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