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lorde fredd33 - ssgs كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
this america
my word’s not right
first world problems type of sh-t
(laughs)

[verse]
watch your mouth fool, this ain’t harry potter
couple of ’em gotta hairy twotter, not the 70’s
i feel like ryan leslie, the recipe i double check
three f-ck in the republic, that’s a double czech
should get paid to get hated, on another check
baphomet in my alphabet; an alpha
fresh out that shower, that powder
cowards they scower the earth for an ounce of the power
lorde of my land so your plans get devoured
these heifers so bitter their milk’s probably sour
remember the days when life was so simple?
these pigeons mental; these b-tches, these b-tches?
sad that they cryin’ wolf, point at coyote
d-mn near unholy, lorde, oh lorde!
i point one back, you get clapped me so sorry
leave em all holey, lorde, oh lorde!
a sm-rg-sbord of force for sure
your hate is heavy, my love weighs more
i’ll just ignore until y’all get bored
i’ll just ignore until y’all get bored

and i don’t know what’s worse
how bad does it hurt my lady?
my dear, h-ll yea

[chorus (x4)]
squad sh-t, god sh-t?
squad sh-t, god sh-t
no time for the gossip
n-ggas out here tryna profit, stop it
n-gga, do we have a problem?
yea i thought so, prolly not b-tch
squad sh-t squad sh-t
you know, god sh-t god sh-t

- lorde fredd33

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