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lirik lagu latelatekuro - honeyyy

[prelude ~ sainvil]
… not today no
my love is such a rush
but inside it’s slowly k!lling me
nothing more for me to say
but not today not today no
so we must say our …
not today no…

[producer tag]
“40mins on the track”

[intro ~ latelatekuro]
ayo 40 what’s crackin fool ?
honey

[hook ~ latelatekuro & wavy]
oh man she sweet like honeyyy (sweet like honeyyy)
she can get me outta moneyyy yeah (yeaaaaah)
but she get da d~ck from me ay (woooooh)
blahzay~blah
what you want n~gga, gimme sum mami
hohh, woah, wow
oh man she sweet like honeyyy (yeah she sweet like honey)
she can get me outta moneyyy yeah (oh gimme gimme gimme)
but she get da d~ck from me ay (yeah yeah)

[verse 1 ~ latelatekuro]
she broke my heart once, tryna catch up, said i’m fastin
these b~tches say i’m thirsty, never, ever am i starvin
see b~tch i’m quick to move on, call me late late allen
write a few poems, sing a few songs
then get my groove back on
won’t leave a crouton, shawty she be wildin
s~xed after pasta, 50% discount with the groupon
she tried to told me who the f~ck i am
like i ont kno who the f~ck i be
like who is she ?
started suckin d~cks when she was barely 3
and babling talkin sh~t to me ?
you wildin, you out your mind, out yo reach
can’t get a hold of yaself, you gotta chill
‘fore i knock you out yo feet ay, knock you out yo t~~th (yeah yeah)
see i ain’t never hit a girl, but gimme a mill and i’ma slap those cheeks
already had your p~ssy, i’m talkin bout that trap you hold on your shoulders
actin tough like you a pro of boxing, you ont kno watshannin
you ont know how i suffered, you ont know ? well f~ck it
please don’t text i’m f~ckin, “let me know if nothing”
turned to ducked calls, that’s dodged bullets
so done with your russian roulette
you paranoid, you schizo, you borin
lacrimal punctum no functionin
out of order, out of love and out of drugs
what you got to offer? huh ?

[bridge 1 ~ latelatekuro & wavy]
nun much i bet (nun much i bet)
that cold shoulder you carried fructified, amplified and turned into a back boulder
heart bending, how could you be so lonely when you so outstanding ?
girl, you mad frantic, fakin emotions, girl you h~lla funny
ha ha, but jokes on you
the slopes are doomed and you slipped like a fool
you ont know what to do, well don’t ask me

[verse 2 ~ latelatekuro]
i’m just a witness, it ain’t ma bidness, sorry
keep me out of this madness, i’m outtie
you had me, “you stu, you stupid b~tch”
yeah i quoted, what i said was
baby please don’t blame me if i don’t get money out the ass now
i’m goin through a lot, i’m barely employed
tuition to pay, studio days, i’m on the grind baby
tryna make it all work out, stay, i’ll make it worthwhile
i praid you won’t let me down, but yet you did
you a trick ass b~tch and you think you sl!ck
you a fake ass hoe, ‘least i gave you d~ck huh
“still beat tho”
on my youngin sh~t, n~gga bet on me
i’m the young kendrick, i’m the new demi, drug sellin
or is it the other way ? f~ck it i’m petty
wink wink, can’t see your games huh
f~ck it i’m fetty, wapiddy, wapiddy, wah wabbody wap
f~ck it i’m guaped up, f~ck it i got luck
check i’m f~cked up, remy a dub cup
middle fingers up yeah, rappers washed up, they
mad i got up, huh
and yall p~ssy, yall mad, cause she, wit me
but man, d~mn, woah, yeah

[hook ~ latelatekuro & wavy]
oh man she sweet like honeyyy (sweet like honeyyy)
she can get me outta moneyyy yeah (ohh)
but she get da d~ck from me ay
blahzay~blah
what you want n~gga, gimme sum mami
hohh, woah, wow
oh man she sweet like honeyyy (yeah she sweet like honey)
she can get me outta moneyyy yeah (oh gimme gimme gimme)
but she get da d~ck from me ay

[bridge 2 ~ wavy]
yeah!
cause she sweet like honey
yeah she sweet like honey (oooh)
eh
oh yeah she sweet like
yeah
(i hit the b~tch right)
ay

[verse 3 ~ wavy]
oh yeah she sweet like (yeah she sweet like)
yeah she sweet like ay
no lie n~gga i’ma hit the b~tch right
no lie j’vais la retourner come fish~fry yeah
three hunnid on my hip tho, ceinture h&m, look for a pistol
et j’ai sûrement quelques négros that i keep close
j’mets des cross over au reste comme j’suis cris paul
swear
j’suis focus sur comment pas swerve
2020 bout to go berserk, hit me up si tu veux qu’on te serve
les hoes gon get on my nerve
(ohhh, get on my nerve)

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