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chiemi – wrek ya style lyrics

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so i be wearing my uh sweat pants out the door and like
never before the boys hounding so sore was my sight
disrespecting cuz i’m looking kinda boyish
different my style is so they come at me with noise-in?

pointless boo, cuz i’m a choice b-tch too and i’m
appointed to school
the woo-woo fools like you huh

a little too cool, where is all your love?
a schoolyard bully wantin uh mess with me his chest he tryna puff up

i bust nuts tryna rush up on me
in the cypher dudes be turnt and tryna touch my body
drunken, not lovin with some s-xual frustration
sprung and acting dumb, out of pocket with impatience

all i ever wanted was a conversation
the compliments you p-ss but then they rack up expectation

ya wall of dudes crampin my style
unapologetic fools can’t handle my smile

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so please, patnah don’t act all exempted
promising me nada with ya stories you be sellin
slap that aggression, p-ssive need attention
tryna school me another dude with a lesson??

back in the day i always rockin w my braids while
me and my brothers kept it steppin in no threatening
n0body to listen, as kids without wisdom
unsuspecting bullies tryna gain up with position??

come at me with intentions to dismiss
i’m only 23 you an old man trippin
just wantin a wagga wagga d-ck around
tryna pose wit a glock and yo whip abound
tryna ride in yo whip but you wicked loud
turnin up like my uncles talking sh-t to crow up on
me tryna grip and just feel my ease
feeling a little destructive tryna touch up on my swing, huh?

its necessary, to
celebrate blessings of
life that we have and the
death we are bearing

prosperity in reaping what you sow, don’t
underestimate those with whom you been done stole

stolen land stolen piece of mind
and i’m just a little girl tryna heal my kind
so used to feeling empty guilt for my style
as my uncles coppin a feel up on my sis and and tryin ta lie…

to defy, i gotta wrek ya style
to defy i gotta reconcile
let it all fall down, let it fall
locked up. i’ll call out the robbery i fought

to defy, i gotta wrek ya style
to defy i gotta reconcile
let it all fall down, let it fall
locked up. i’ll call out the robbery i fought

- chiemi lyrics

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