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sk3wpng – blackcat كلمات اغاني

[intro]
you ain’t a real b_tch, outta’ here (uhm)
been balling like a cavalier (grrah)
baldin’ them fakes like spears
they’re blindspot, rip ’em ears (uh_huh)
screamin’ in london, “cheers”
buckled up, facing my fears
and to cross my tears
and to_ huh, what? (uhm)
haha
[pre_chorus]
bad luck on me so i’m a blackcat (uh_huh)
but everywhere i go, carry me a sack (uh_huh)
good luck on me, st. patrick’s cap (uh)
’cause everywhere i foe, i can never lack
i’m feelin’ like snorlax (i do)
on these motherf_ckers, i nap (i am)
’cause they jealous and howl, cryin’
but stomp em’ out my life now, tyson (haha)

[chorus]
you ain’t a real b_tch, outta’ here
been balling like a cavalier (oh, yeah)
baldin’ them fakes like spears (oh, yeah)
they’re blindspot, rip ’em ears (woah)
rip ’em ears, oh yeah

[verse]
to be honest, you’re just toxic
h_lla’ dishonest, stinging me out, h_rnet (yeah)
wanting my money only, you ain’t that holy
you’re just one h_ll of a b_tch, broky (uh)
well, you’re from america, so you’re kinda’ naughty (true)
should’ve f_ckin’ knew that you’re a doggy (true)
but you f_ck good, so deepthroat that loggy
the same log that knocked out yo’ ex_boyfriend (uh_huh, uh_huh)
uh, but then out my sight, out my shadows
i don’t f_ck wit’ you no more, get deposed
you ain’t here to stay, yeah, old roses (uhm)
instead you’re the devil, throwing tandrum like low blows (lil’ b_tch)
burberry on my clothing, money burial (it do)
it’s not like i can take that money to my grave, uh (to my grave)
benjamin franklin in my bowl of cereal
splendid breakfast is always what i wanted to crave, haha (uhm)
[chorus]
you ain’t a real b_tch, outta’ here (uhm)
been balling like a cavalier (grrah)
baldin’ them fakes like spears
they’re blindspot, rip ’em ears (uh_huh)

[post_chorus]
bad luck on me so i’m a blackcat (uh_huh)
but everywhere i go, carry me a sack (uh_huh)
good luck on me, st. patrick’s cap (uh)
’cause everywhere i foe, i can never lack
i’m feelin’ like snorlax (i do)
on these motherf_ckers, i nap (i am)
’cause they jealous and howl, cryin’
but stomp em’ out my life now, tyson (haha)

[chorus]
you ain’t a real b_tch, outta’ here
been balling like a cavalier (oh, yeah)
baldin’ them fakes like spears (oh, yeah)
they’re blindspot, rip ’em ears (woah)
rip ’em ears, oh yeah (ears, uh)

- sk3wpng

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