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​reefuh - devil turned princess كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
let’s go
blatt, slatt (i have—, i have—)
ski, ski (i_i have—)
let’s go (i have to k!ll you now)
what the—? blatt

[verse 1]
ski mask on, that money be my bride
k’d up, k’d up, k’d up, k’d up, b_tch, we like bonnie and clyde, clyde
f_ck, i gotta survive, two years ago they wouldn’t let me inside
every song feel like winnin’ a prize, now i got these b_tches wan’ me get in they thighs
i get off them drugs by my lonely, yeah
if one go, two go, i’m sorry, baby, but you can’t be spared
i get off them drugs by my lonely, yeah
if one go, two go, i’m sorry, baby, but you can’t be spared

[verse 2]
smoke backwoods ’til my lungs hurt
i do hard work, but i’m puttin’ fun first
yeah, i wanna f_ck, put it in a bun first (okay)
i break down, it’s just me in the church
keep askin’ god, “what the f_ck is my worth?”
‘fore i pop a perc, think like, “what is this worth?”
(ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
b_tch, unhand me, can i be yours? i can’t be
in the clique was a deer in headlights, f_ck it, ran over a bambi
we ain’t even touch, why you talkin’ ’bout a plan b?
hoes playin’ defense better than jalen ramsey
[chorus]
sh_t, devil turned into a princess
gotta lose one more, can’t win yet
locked in so i bet what twin bet
down bad, it was nothin’ but a twin bed
thank god for that motherf_ckin’ twin bed
akimbo, two deep, it’s a twin mag
left twenty_somethin’ in him, a sh_t bag (what the—? blatt)

[verse 3]
wee_woo, wee_woo, hoes goin’ over the speed limit
i ain’t rappin’, i’m preachin’ it, money fake, boy, stop pretendin’
i’m outside, like, “where are they at?” i’m tryna’ go get ’em, oh yeah
dj k, boy, i can’t stop winnin’, bro in the trap, his ass can’t stop whippin’
i don’t love sh_t, but i love these women, prada fur coat, but the inside linen
arp squeezed like a godd_mn lemon, look in the mirror at my godd_mn twin ‘nem
he looked at ya wrong? f_ck it, go split ’em, i got a cut and went straight down the middle
bro hid a crime, left 12 a riddle, i’ll play the backdoor like a fiddle, yeah

[chorus]
sh_t, devil turned into a princess
gotta lose one more, can’t win yet
locked in so i bet what twin bet
down bad, it was nothin’ but a twin bed
thank god for that motherf_ckin’ twin bed
akimbo, two deep, it’s a twin mag
left twenty_somethin’ in him, a sh_t bag (what the—? blatt)

- reefuh

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