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cole myer - the titanic lyrics

i told you d+mn b+tch, go and look at the statistics
i’ve been making money like this sh+t is never+ending
i think i gotta cheating problem, need to stop and get a new b+tch
and i gotta go to neiman marcus, gotta get a new fit
all i got is cash on my fingertips, what i’m gon’ do with it
i ain’t ever gon’ pick an average hoe because i’m choosy with ’em
i’m playing average b+tches cause i’m never gonna pick
and she looking at my pic and she said you look marvelous
i think i might find the one one day but i might just resist
cause all these b+tches do is waste your time and stеal your f+cking drip

she said come tear this up, i show hеr what i’m about and then i’m about to bust
and if a f+ck that hoe is never loved, it’s always l+st
and that’s the reason why i’m f+cking b+tches i don’t cuff
and that’s the reason why i think i’m bout to give it up
hang my coat on the wall, i feel like mj in ’03
i put my name in the hall of fame, i did it, that’s all me
i’ve been the type to stand out and i ain’t ever got compete
i’m the type to stand out and i don’t even need a feat
and that’s the reason why i’m barking at these b+tches, i’m elite
and you can overstep all you want, but don’t get in my reach
told her adios, capiche, she don’t want a piece of this, i throw her ass to meek
and she said she’s tryna f+ck, i told her f+ck me at the beach
and you know i’m in it raw cause that p+ssy smell like peach
and you know i’m a dog cause we chilling at retreat
and i took her to a private island but i’m not a creep
you know me, i’m the type to drop an album on a beat
you know me, i’m the type to pour the hot sauce in my skeet
shout out drake, i’m with ovo, this draco, it hold a hundred
shout out me, i’m the type of motherf+cker keep it coming
i’m the reason why these b+tches come around, we keep on running
she said he the super villain, i said it’s time you learn something
i just do it as myself, i told you i don’t need a friend
i’m getting anxious off the gas, you’ve never seen me spark a blunt
i get anxious out in public, you don’t see me unless i stunt
ten b+tches on my phone and they all say that i’m the one
i can’t pick, i’m too choosy, rather go and make a movie
with your b+tch and her friend, i’m in that p+ssy getting groovy
how you get lost inside of the p+ssy, call you scooby dooby
i got diamonds and pearls along my wrist but i want a ruby
and i said don’t talk about me unless you already knew me
and i’ve told y’all that i’m changed but you’re not ready for the true me
you’d rather go and drive the car while you faded off of a truly
and that’s why i don’t talk to b+tches unless they already knew me
i never wanted her anyways
i told you d+mn b+tch, go and look at the statistics
i’ve been making money like this sh+t is never+ending
i think i gotta cheating problem, need to stop and get a new b+tch
and i gotta go to neiman marcus, gotta get a new fit
all i got is cash on my fingertips, what i’m gon’ do with it
i ain’t ever gon’ pick an average hoe because i’m choosy with ’em
i’m playing average b+tches cause i’m never gonna pick
and she looking at my pic and she said you look marvelous
i think i might find the one one day but i might just resist
cause all these b+tches do is waste your time and steal your f+cking drip

- cole myer lyrics

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