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Artiste:
Reo Cragun
Titre:
Cuss You Out (Remix)
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Jumpa, make it jump Way too late I'm like 'whoa good riddance', I put my whole heart in it I had all the last words, I cut you off like a sentence I said "No hard feelings", but I didn't mean that 'Cause I hope it kills you, yeah I really mean that I don't need no one, I don't need no one Back to that broken ass home that you come from Out with the old, in with the new I know I'm harsh, but so are you Now I get high when I wanna I don't think 'bout you You got problems, you're a liar I'm so over you Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious Tell them move out the way, I ain't stressing today I know you want to say it, but it's way too late Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious Let's go You so crazy, anybody tell you that? (That) Carryin' you up in the link and I picked her son None of these memories come flying back Baguetties, let's get messy She know I can get in her head but enough of that I'm ready, to send you a message that say "Bitch, I ain't never comin' back" 'Cause I'm chillin' revealin' my penty home At the end all these birds, yeah, they silly bro And no ho, no girl don't willin' to calm down So I don't cuss you out, up, and around Mans tryna catch you up but turn your arm whenever I love you Last turn I get these nigga jealous We may just be for each other And she get her love from her mother (Mhm) Let me tell you somethin' You can't be teasin' leavin' your smell for nothin' Like is you duckin' and weavin' me for the belt or somethin'? Like UFC shawty weight is welter-ho Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious Tell them move out the way, I ain't stressing today I know you want to say it, but it's way too late Cuss you out, cuss you out, cuss you out, cut you out Oh my goodness gracious, oh my goodness gracious