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juice wrld – no good كلمات اغاني

[intro]
[?]
ain’t nothin’ but a-
uh, no good, bad woman
no good, diamond watchin’ woman
uh
hey, rvssian

[chorus]
she ain’t nothin but a no good, diamond watchin’ woman
only love me ’cause she see versace on my linens
baby i’m not god, so your sins are not forgiven
i can never lose, every day i wake up winnin’
momma told me cut the bad hoes off with the scissors
make ’em disappear, call me juice wrld wizard
bae, i’m high off narcotics, so your name i cannot remember
using opiates openly, openly f-ckin’ up my image, yeah

[verse 1]
one thing you need to know about me is
all i ever wanted was love and money, yeah
one thing you need to know about me is
this rock-star life turned me to a junkie
another thing you need to know about me is
i’m full of addictions, this is just vindictive
subject a lil’ sensitive, maybe i should just shallow it
went from talkin’ depression to money-makin’ prerogative
still a smart guy, could’ve got a scholarship
sayin’ f-ck college, i’ma tell you how i started it
it took one phone call from g-money, that’s my dawg
turned me from a twenty dollar n-gg- to millions in my drawers
this song’s about all my talents and vices (oh-oh)
listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (oh-oh)
until it p-ss your father off, he already p-ssed though (oh-oh)
i know, ’cause his daughter on my tour givin’ deep-throat (yeah yeah yeah)
this song’s about all my talents and vices (oh-oh)
listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (oh-oh)
yo’ girl give me f-ll-t–, you should be excited (oh-oh)
’cause when she come back to you, that’s a million dollar night (oh-oh)

[post-chorus]
i grew up on all types, i’m talkin’ ’bout music and girls, right?
i grew up on all types, i’m talkin’ ’bout drugs, the weed and the pills
i grew up on all types, i’m talkin’ ’bout music and hoes, right?
and clothes, i was overly exposed
now i’m bearing the fruits, my momma planted they done growed

[verse 2]
h-ll yeah, i done glowed up, i done glowed up
oxycodin got me so’ed up, gotta remain focus
and these groupie hoes bogus, everybody knows it
but they turn me to a poet, with the love commotion
blood, sweat and tears, money parted it moses
used to roll mids, now it’s gas, what i’m smokin’
like i farted, hit the gas, i’m in motion
out, departed, wrist hangin’ out the window, cost yo apartment
this the brightest that my life ever been, i need diamonds all over for when it get dark again
i call my momma up and tell her that the devil marchin’ in
she sent me bible verses, then i got distracted by some news from a s-x worker
who am i to not text back? that’s networking
who am i to lie about my life? i know the truth hurts
who am i to say that this ain’t one of my best verses?
uh-oh, too bad

- juice wrld

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