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Artiste:
Drippin So Pretty
Titre:
Back From Hell
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Skress Neilaworld Uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh I can't trust no one, everybody lookin' see-through Choppa on my hip, if you run up, it's gon' eat you Racing back from hell, there's a lot I need to teach you Everybody's see-through, but it's so hard to read you (Let's go) Hopping out with two sticks, they think I'm foolish You stabbed my back, you was my friend, how could you do this? Hopping out with pool sticks, my bitch a real bitch I think about that thot every time I just might do it I been going too crazy Seem like the flu, baby All my diamonds real and your shit looking fugazi This shit ain't new, baby Can't keep my cool, baby Feel like I'm over the edge with shit I do, baby Please don't play the victim Girl, I know your system Hundred fucking rounds and I bet that shit won't miss 'em I think you should listen I just mind my business I don't have a heart, please don't say that I am different I can't trust no one, everybody lookin' see-through Choppa on my hip, if you run up, it's gon' eat you Racing back from hell, there's a lot I need to teach you Everybody's see-through, but it's so hard to read you (Let's go) Hopping out with two sticks, they think I'm foolish You stabbed my back, you was my friend, how could you do this? Hopping out with pool sticks, my bitch a real bitch I think about that thot every time I just might do it Hopping out with two sticks, they think I'm foolish You stabbed my back, you was my friend, how could you do this? Hopping out with pool sticks, my bitch a real bitch I think about that thot every time I just might do it