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lirik lagu blac youngsta - stwdk

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[intro]
uh, woah, woah, woah
gang~gang, gang, gang (gang~gang, gang)
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, yeah

[verse 1]
real spill, my heart too cold (cold)
i’ma pack my sh~t, hit the road (road)
just call me jack, i’m gone
i ain’t never comin’ back no more
switch my clothes like my hoes (yeah)
switch my flows like my hoes (yeah)
tell that ho she can roll (yeah)
real talk, my heart too cold, cold, cold

[chorus]
she rockin’ rose gold
i could tell that she wanted my soul
she walk in like a pot full of gold
like she from seventies
know she bad as f~ck ’cause she got a mole
i knew she was heaven sent, when i seen her, when she climb on the pole, oh, oh
get my d~ck hard when she hit the floor (floor)
she a baddie, she walk out the door (door)
i was thinkin’ with my d~cky first (wh0re)
she a baddie when she on the floor (baddie)
she a baddie when she in the store (baddie)
she a baddie, she stay on the go (go)
she a baddie, she f~ck on the low (low), low
she think we don’t know
[verse 2]
she f~ck on the low (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she ready to go (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she been here before (she think we don’t know)
she think we don’t know she really a wh0re (wh0re)
like, why would i buy dior?
i’m like, “why would i open your door?” (why)
i’m like, “why would you walk in the store with the lil’ b~tch, like she really yours?” (why)
i remember them days i was poor (gang~gang)
i remember when i couldn’t afford (never)
gucci, prada, louis vuitton (louis)
independent now, i’m self employed (i’m self employed)
every day i be talkin’ to god (yeah)
every day i be thankin’ the lord (yeah)
they put so many knifes in my back, now i’m startin’ to feel like a sword (gang~gang)
now i’m startin’ to feel like a stepper (glrrt)
when i up it, i c~ck it and blow it (blrrt)
that’s your brother? get him out the ground (give up)
it’s a guarantee we up the score
score, so sick of these wh0res (wh0res)
b~tches lie for no reason (reason), i’m like, “what the f~ck?” (f~ck)
i be lookin’ like, “what in the f~ck are you wasting my time for?” (f~ck)
why you wastin’ my time for?
i get deep in that p~ssy, get sore (sore)
i get deep in that p~ssy tryna hit the spot, i get deep in that p~ssy for sure (deep in that)
every day i go deep in the throat, and she ask me go deep a lil’ more (deep in that)
and it feel like i done f~ck this ho before, i lay deep in the p~ssy and snore
i pack a bag, hit the door
i never come back no more
might as well call me jack
i’m headin’ straight to the road
f~ck that b~tch, she old (old)
on ig, i scroll (scroll)
switch my hoes like my clothes (clothes)
all my b~tches cold, cold, cold
[chorus]
she rockin’ rose gold
i could tell that she wanted my soul
she walk in like a pot full of gold
like she from seventies
know she bad as f~ck ’cause she got a mole
i knew she was heaven sent, when i seen her, when she climb on the pole, oh, oh
get my d~ck hard when she hit the floor (floor)
she a baddie, she walk out the door (door)
i was thinkin’ with my d~cky first (wh0re)
she a baddie when she on the floor (baddie)
she a baddie when she in the store (baddie)
she a baddie, she stay on the go (baddie)
she a baddie, she f~ck on the low, low
she think we don’t know


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