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closegood - voicemail poetry كلمات الأغنية

[verse: nyfe]
you said it was my fault i was unhappy
sappy nappy_headed girls only get to be snap fingers and lingering silence
only get to be jazz singer or jerry springer bringer of violence
can’t be soft or tender, defender fending off temper or justifiable cold
inside a prideful december, must be quiet remember
must be tickle_able l!ck_able thick
light as feather fall, tetherball to biblical d_ck
jesus christ you think everything you say is so holy
you f_ck my black to make your plain mayo ass aioli
i bet you think you f_ck the feminine into me, made a lady of beast
took this sloppy bossy body made the godliest feast
it’s funny honey how you think you were my bumblest bee
but i mumbled through ‘i love you’s just to see if you’d see
i turn your tears into tequila, drink my rum from the sea
i’m cross faded wavy wasted off the concept of me
self love tastes like sorrel and ginger beer, coconut oil in kinky hair
julie mango on beaches, me and my b_tches in kitchen chairs
weaving freedom in braid, throwing peace to the wave
not a dream here delayed or made jaded
not a n_gga that could hold a candle up to our black
but you think i’m really waiting here for you to text back?
nah, i’m in awe of the pedestal you think you’re on
i’ll break it down case you can’t comprehend my lexicon
i don’t express my feelings, i ain’t got sh_t to say
but, when i do you either square up or you walk away

- closegood

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