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glorilla – phatnall كلمات اغاني

[intro]
glorilla
man, people be mad and people be hurt
don’t be listenin’ to sh_t these folks got to say about me
just come and see what’s up with me
you see, know what i’m sayin’?
like, people be real deal mad
my exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad
like, they ain’t got sh_t good to say about me
like, know what i’m sayin’?
(kokurcho keeps going)
yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib
[chorus]
don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my exes, man, them n_ggas sad (they sad)
might get ’em tatted on my face because them n_ggas dead (rest in p_ss)
don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my old friends, man, them b_tches mad (they cut off)
if you don’t see them with me now, then you know where they at (the bottom)
money talk, but i don’t answer, f_ck collect calls (f_ck the system)
and i be steppin’ on these b_tches, make they flesh crawl (ooh_wee)
and i say, “f_ck a n_gga,” proudly with my neck tall (f_ck ’em)
then tell ’em throw that neck back for this p_ssy, boy, this fentanyl (it’s to die for)

[verse 1]
don’t go off what that n_gga told you, boo, that n_gga hurt (he f_cked up)
he post about me to this day, but i don’t even lurk (n_gga miss me)
he tried to take a dime for granted, he ain’t see my worth (took an l)
you tryna see the good in him, but he might do you worse (b_tch, run)
sh_t, i act up on a n_gga who ain’t actin’ right (why you do that?)
’cause i’ll be d_mned a n_gga make me lose my appetite (nah, f_ck that)
and all my exes dead to me, i hit they candlelight (wee)
drop one ho and added ten new more, that sh_t some magic, right? (yeah)
and if i ever fall in love again, that n_gga raw (he different)
and i can tell if he a peon, let that n_gga talk (just listen)
better not hold no ho for ransom, let that n_gga go (cut him loose)
you braggin’ ’bout how you got f_cked, but what that n_gga bought? (stupid_ass b_tch)

[chorus]
don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my exes, man, them n_ggas sad (they sad)
might get ’em tatted on my face because them n_ggas dead (rest in p_ss)
don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my old friends, man, them b_tches mad (they cut off)
if you don’t see them with me now, then you know where they at (the bottom)
money talk, but i don’t answer, f_ck collect calls (f_ck the system)
and i be steppin’ on these b_tches, make they flesh crawl (ooh_wee)
and i say, “f_ck a n_gga,” proudly with my neck tall (f_ck ’em)
then tell ’em throw that neck back for this p_ssy, boy, this fentanyl (it’s to die for)
[verse 2]
talkin’ ’bout you don’t eat no p_ssy, man, you n_ggas g_y (eat d_ck)
n_ggas that don’t eat no p_ssy really in the way (move over)
back in the day, i always felt sorry for anna mae
but now i’ll slap the sh_t out of a n_gga he don’t eat the cake (f_ck out of here, lil’ bruh)
hittin’ the gas when i be ridin’ it, i don’t use no brakes (d_mn)
but he just threw that thirty back and now i need a break (god d_mn)
he tryna prove a point to me because i made him wait (for real)
thought that boy was finna slow out, but that sh_t was great (that’s how you feel?)
yeah, i’m talkin’ ’bout your bd, man, that n_gga ate (woo)
she be sayin’ that he ain’t sh_t, to me, that n_gga straight (he really cool)
i’m outside, she probably thinkin’ i’ma take her place (i might)
and when she found out it was me, i wish i seen her face (on the gang)

- glorilla

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