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chow lee & lonny love - patty cake lyrics

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[intro]
okay, alright, let’s go
you are now tuned into lovelee s+xtasy radio
(and this beat from cash, not from youtube)
okay, let’s go

[chorus]
okay, she think she running me, this b+tch just wasting her time
okay, she with me for life i just send her to the crime
she want my heart but it’s slime, i’m in the a with the iron
i’m in new york with the iron, i feel my ex like why
i feel like a michelin man ’cause i’m a f+cking tyrant
i feel like a businessman ’cause i got all of these ties
it’s crazy i’m living the life that i live, my opps just living to die
hе told what he saw we shoot out his eyеs i’ma tell him difficult like this sh+t pride

[verse 1: chow lee]
b+tch, i do not f+ck with my ex b+tch, i said what i want i don’t text sh+t
i sound like i got on my template and i sold him a poor girl’s purse
he playing russian roulette and we ain’t going nowhere but the set
and them bullets fire like bread and b+tch i’m a thugger he like s+x

[verse 2]
i felt my b+tch she a head i’m doing drugs till i’m dead
i just been rolling up meds
all of my wigs with bulletproof like i was running for pres’
i felt that b+tch in the back of my bed, yeah, i made her a fan
i got a brand new chance with this sh+t feel like a dam
i felt a b+tch named carly and her friend looking like sam
hundred bands come in the mail i cannot wait till it land
i felt that b+tch and her friend that’s why i feel like the man
[verse 3]
told my b+tch to wait up for this d+ck and do not go to bed
i love all the noise her mouth make when she giving me head
we ain’t waiting till the crib to f+ck did that sh+t in the car instead
no, i’m not from the stand but i’m still saying that i said
we ain’t have no more cops so she said that’s okay i’ll do the hand
i hate when a b+tch c+nt dolo b+tch don’t you know i’m a glam
why the f+ck did you not bring a friend? i let it slide this time don’t do it again
you smooth scarred you the pastor how the f+ck we still saying?

[verse 4: cash cobain]
i’m going in for the win
same thing i need a b+tch like sam
since you slacked i’m stopping my b+tches at 10
after i hit it i’m going with the win
he said after i hit it i’m going with the win
after i hit it i go to your friend and after i hit it i go to your twin
i f+ck up a car and i f+ck up a bin
slacked i think i did it again

[chorus]
okay, she think she running me, this b+tch just wasting her time
okay, she with me for life i just send her to the crime
she want my heart but it’s slime, i’m in the a with the iron
i’m in new york with the iron, i feel my ex like why
i feel like a michelin man ’cause i’m a f+cking tyrant
i feel like a businessman ’cause i got all of these ties
it’s crazy i’m living the life that i live, my opps just living to die
he told what he saw we shoot out his eyes i’ma tell him difficult like this sh+t pride
[outro]
you are now tuned into lovelee s+xtasy radio



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