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• Artiste: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
• Titre: Part Of Me
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You deserve a Patek and a Birky, look I know I'm heavy, but I'm ready for you It's been a while, I know my savages is thirsty Somebody 'round me catch a body, girl, I’m heading to you Ooh, somebody try to touch my chain and we gon' murk him Got .25 inside the Glocky, let it burn, ooh Like Michael Jack', can you just rock with me like, look Like Kawasaki, 'cause you ride like a bike when you come through Like how your Birkins always complement your Hermès sandals Ass fat, Lululemon them tights, if you want to Say my name, make you yell it out on purpose Tat my name on you, spell it out in cursive Jump in the Maybach, we can hide behind the curtains Knew shit got crazy when the perkys wasn't working Heard about you ratting, tried to call, don't got no service Tryna catch me lackin', that's too bad, this forty turn shit I really mean it when I said, "I, I love you so" Turned to a demon when you left, you left me in the cold And I ain't know nothin', I was stupid, I was buggin', I was fine by myself When you left, you lost a part of me Who put Chrome Heart on your sleeve? You know that's all me You was supposed to be my favorite No chaser when it’s up in your cup Closet for him, I replaced all your stuff New hoes in my face tryna get in my bed I'm just sayin', baby, you was supposed to be my favorite I'm just sayin' it's your beauty Shawty, even though your sweatpants say "Juicy" And it's jiggly, never said it, but I like you better naked Icy necklace, shit, like, what you doin'? Come through Cut off the exit, parked the Bentley, you know I like flexin' Always puttin' you first, should've put you second, though Guess I never learned my fuckin' lesson Still smell your perfume in my bed, ‘cause I woke up on the wrong side Tryna figure out where the hell I went wrong, I You never ever disrespect, I put you courtside I'm from the Bronx, I got a icing on my eye fold I got a Glocky in my pants, and you can die for it Yeah, I’m a dog, ain't got no roof, uh I'm in a coupe, and if I tell a nigga, "Shoot," then he gon' slide for it Goin' crazy, I really need you back in my life, baby When you left, you lost a part of me Who put Chrome Heart on your sleeve? You know that's all me You was supposed to be my favorite No chaser when it’s up in your cup Closet for him, I replaced all your stuff New hoes in my face tryna get in my bed I'm just sayin', baby, you was supposed to be my favorite When you left, I lost a part of me Chrome Heart on your sleeve You was supposed to be my favorite No chaser when it's up in your cup And I replaced all your stuff And now they know why you left