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gangville gugangg - tell me that you hate me (pickle rick [finley's cat​]​) lyrics

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part 1:

[chorus]
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you

[verse 1]
i don’t wanna sing
i never do the right thing
i get elated but come down crashing
i don’t wanna sing
i never do the right thing
i get elated but come down crashing
crashing
i’m crashing down
crashing

[chorus]
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
for you

(drop)
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
tell me that you hate me
i don’t got the patience
tell me that you hate me
i don’t got the patience
i don’t got the patience to wait for you

[verse 2]
i’m sorry
for who i am
and what i do
i don’t mean to hurt you
but all i do
is bother you
and then complain
like it was your fault for what i do

[chorus]
tell me that you hate me
lately
i don’t got the patience
to be waiting
for you
tell me that you hate me
i deserve it
tell me that you hate me
i don’t got the patience
tell me that you hate me
tell me that you hate me

part 2:

[verse]
my sentimentality is mental and that’s a fallacy
i can’t compete in pow-wows on the balcony because i’d lose my feet
wonder how can he be so happy when out with pals on streets
but i can calculate that i can create the cancer in frozen meat
cut a crab and regenerate with some sickle cell
catch a cab and cramp myself into ovens then cook it well
c-ck-eyed in c-ckney when i c-ck back in the jalopy
copy a sketch and sell it for double the top price offered
i am the crookedest man alive
selling coughs to a flu and telling him otherwise
like these mormons who got some other wives
i lead a double life, a rapper mixed with formaldehyde
please cut the formalities
i cut open phalluses with scalpels when stuck in galleries
and i cancel your salaries like a credit card
keep calling me an -ssh0l- buddy yeah i bet it gets you far



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