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ye (but on teh nitrous) - bulletproof كلمات أغنية

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[intro: elly jackson]
been there, done that, messed around
i’m having fun, don’t put me down
i’ll never let you sweep me off my feet

[chorus: ye]
teflon don, i’m feeling bulletproof
kevlar yeezy, i’m feeling bulletproof
savior of the world, superman to the booth
look, it’s a bird, it’s a plane, and the screws is loose
who asked you? this is that goat talk
this ain’t got nothing to do with you
empty the cell, they done let hoover loose
empty my closet, now i’m feeling bulletproof

[verse 1: trippie redd]
shut the f_ck up, yeah, ho (pssh), huh
this ain’t got nothing to do with you (c_ca_ca_caw)
take out like fifty_five racks
shawty get nailed perfect like my cuticles (hah)
bust out the film like a movie, dude (baow)
turn your life up
d_mn, where you artists that disrespect us?
geeked, drivin’ that g_wag’ truck
crossin’ the lines just like my cup
turn this sh_t up, ho, we up as a f_ck (f_ck)
bulletproof whip for the son of a gun (frrr, baow)
f_ck up the vibe, i ain’t sparin’ you nothin’ (yeah)
real king sh_t, got no love for no c_nt
can’t be no k!ller, you was raised by a punk (oh, yeah)
shoot out the roof, shoot ’bout that money (oh, yeah)
shoot out the roof, shoot ’bout that money (oh, yeah)
[verse 2: ye with trippie redd]
oh, yeah?
tell you the truth but you already knew the truth
yeah, yeah
you know these fantasies dark, but they beautiful
back from the future too
this ain’t got nothing to do with you
empty the cell, they done let hoover loose
take on the world on my own
b_tch, get the f_ck off my throne
last i’ve heard, i was cloned
n_ggas can’t f_ck with my clone, f_ck was y’all on?
put n_ggas on, should’ve never picked up my phone
n_ggas woke up a giant, now i can’t sleep
better watch your tone, oh, yeah

[verse 3: trippie redd]
i ain’t holdin’ doors, i can’t see ya (i can’t see)
eyes wide open in the coupe, but i’m dreamin’ (dream)
hopped up out the ‘rari, red diamonds like a demon (griffith)
if it ain’t ’bout dollars, then this hit, hit, hit, hit, baow
yeah
bulletproof over my heart ’cause this sh_t came with pain (yeah), uh (hey)
pj the flight with some hoes, we changin’ our plane, ah
b_tches, they runnin’ they mouth (oh, woah), make these hoes sign nda
[verse 4: ye]
my twisted fantasies still dark as h_ll, yeah, but they beautiful
back from the future, i’m michael ye fox on pharmaceuticals
they was just planning my funeral
leave it to ye to be late to the funeral
they throwin’ shots, them b_tches went “doo_doo_doo”
i heard you ate every one that they threw at you
oh, yeah

[chorus: ye]
teflon don, i’m feeling bulletproof
kevlar yeezy, i’m feeling bulletproof
savior of the world, superman to the booth
look, it’s a bird, it’s a plane, and the screws is loose
who asked you? this is that goat talk
this ain’t got nothing to do with you
empty the cell, they done let hoover loose
empty my closet, now i’m feeling bulletproof

[refrain: ye]
we finna go off, uh, we finna show off, uh
we just got hoover free, uh, my hat broke off, uh
we finna go off, uh, we finna show off, uh
we just got hoover free, uh, my hat broke off, uh
we finna go off, uh, we finna show off, uh
we just got hoover free, uh, my hat broke off, uh
we finna go off, uh, we finna show off, uh
we just got hoover free, uh, my hat broke off, uh
[outro: elly jackson]
burning bridges shore to shore
i break away from something more
i’m not turned on to love until it’s cheap
been there, done that, messed around
i’m having fun, don’t put me down
i’ll never let you sweep me off my feet

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