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glorilla – tomorrow 2 كلمات اغاني

(cheese, his name is cheese)
they say they don’t f_ck with me (cheese), but i say they can’t f_ck with me
just like the air, i’m everywhere, how you say it’s up with me?

(pop_pop_pop) poppin’ sh_t, you would think i went to school for chiropractin’ (poppin’)
lookin’ good as h_ll today, just sent my n_gga five attachments (look at this)
why did you confront me ’bout a n_gga? man, you b_tches backwards (stupid ass)
they come at me ’bout n_ggas who i don’t even find attractive (ugh)
i don’t know that n_gga, i just seened him on the town before
i can’t be up her face, i took her n_gga down before (nah)
when i lose a n_gga, i just pop out and go find some morе (easy)
soon as i feel like my time get wastеd, then it’s time to go (deuces)
they say they don’t f_ck with me, but i say they can’t f_ck with me (on god)
just like the air, i’m everywhere, how you say it’s up with me (huh?)
them b_tches should’ve stayed down, they could’ve been up with me (too bad)
but all they doin’ is talkin’ down, ’cause they can’t get up with me (lame ass)
my ex f_ckin’ on my old friend, both they ass some f_ckin’ clowns (haha)
thinkin’ that she got one up on me, she got my hand_me_downs (lame ass ho)
he thought he wasn’t gon’ have to stand on sh_t, like he was handicap (thought it was)
make that n_gga stand on that, now his ass can’t stand me now
high as f_ck, i’m lit (yuh), i don’t smoke no swishers (nope)
slidin’ with my gang and nem, look at them like sisters (that’s gang)
these b_tches be lettin’ them go out sad about these n_ggas (ugh)
i don’t wanna hang with them, they don’t handle business (they can’t hang with us)
they be goin’ for anything, but i can’t go for none of that (none of that)
why would i go chase you? if i know you gon’ come runnin’ back (f_ck ’em up)
cut everybody off, lately been feelin’ like the lumberjack (f_ck ’em)
they really got me f_cked up, and i wasn’t goin’ for none of that (none of that)
she the type, the n_gga make her mad she go tweet somethin’ (ugh)
me, i’m kinda ratchet still so i’m the type to beat somethin’ (beat ’em up)
i can’t love you, baby, like your b_tch do, so don’t leave her (keep that bih’)
he gon’ choose her every time ’cause it’s cheaper to keep her (hahaha)

can’t say your name up in my songs, might not f_ck with you tomorrow (nah)
can get my feelings hurt today, i won’t give a f_ck tomorrow (that’s just me)
ain’t f_cked up ’bout no credit score, i might be rich as f_ck tomorrow (duh)
every day the sun won’t shine, but that’s why i love tomorrow

ridin’ with my twin and nem (skrr), and we all on [?] (gang)
she say she my opp but i don’t know her, had to look her up (f_ck is you?)
i know that i’m rich but i can’t help it, b_tch, i’m hood as f_ck (woo)
i’ve been on these b_tches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (agh)
i can’t put you in my business (no), you might wish me dead tomorrow (yeah)
b_tches be on d_ck today, sing every word of opp tomorrow (go)
b_tch, i still got cases opened, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (shh)
play with me today then get some sleep, you know it’s up tomorrow (woo)
fake b_tch, that’s why my friend f_cked on your n_gga (uh_huh)
both you b_tches p_ssy, i think y’all should scissor (ah_ah_ah)
she bought a chain, i bought the same one even bigger (b_tch is bigger)
she throwin’ shots, that’s how i know i got her triggered (ah)
i don’t speak dog, ho (woof), i don’t care what no b_tch say (no)
i stay on her mind, i got condos in that b_tch head (ah)
she say she don’t f_ck with me (who?), who said that you can, ho? (no)
that n_gga a munch and he gon’ eat me like a mango
long ass sweep, it be ticklin’ my ass crack (yeah)
wonder what i’ll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (huh)
all y’all b_tches sweet, and i always get my l!ck back (back)
i, i fought for my b_tches and i’m fightin’ over d_ck too

can’t say your name up in my songs, might not f_ck with you tomorrow (nah)
can get my feelings hurt today, i won’t give a f_ck tomorrow
ain’t f_cked up ’bout no credit score, i might be rich as f_ck tomorrow (duh)
every day the sun won’t shine, but that’s why i love tomorrow
can’t say your name up in my songs, might not f_ck with you tomorrow (nah)
can get my feelings hurt today, i won’t give a f_ck tomorrow (that’s just me)
ain’t f_cked up ’bout no credit score, i might be rich as f_ck tomorrow (duh)
every day the sun won’t shine, but that’s why i love tomorrows

- glorilla

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