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ginger bronson - tony montana lyrics

i’m not real flirty guess i’d just rather play it cool acting real sweet then leave him, no guessing
guess he thought i was his but he loves me really like
“can i be your main squeeze?”
can i be the bullet when it leaves or the trigger when you pull it?
make my brains splatter so when my phone rings i don’t even answer or ignore you anymore ever, sorry daddy
do you have a problem with hoes? if so you gotta go
i like a man who knows what he wants, d+ck hard nеver soft
have him pull up in the candypaint car
got thе boss to break my heart off with a little pillow talk
take to me to the mall, buy me out like a big house, stay in me all day
been on the block for a while but for you i’m brand new
so you need to bring the champagne
new residence, treat you like a president
except i never ask you for permission & i hardly ever listen
& you’re always walking around looking for nowhere to go
i got your nowhere right here honey
i tell the truth only, even when i lie he said
scarface quotes on cotton sheets, gonna match you tragedy for tragedy
like how that boy bled in the street
like how the girl that held his hand just keeps crying, wet pillowcases
he stole scarred & shot & i waited, i waited, i waited
if he wants to fall let him fall if you’re fixing somebody stop
baby you have three fists & one is in the middle of your chest
no one’s gonna listen if you can’t knock em out
tell them boys to be scared now
& you’re always walking around looking for nowhere to go
i got your nowhere right here honey
it’s dangerous, of course it is
cottonmouth diamond princess
crown made out of bubblegum & lost cigarettes
yeah i miss him, pillow fights in the apartment
one kitten, three pits, that’s what living with those boys is
ooh he got a gun, now we gonna have fun my love
yeah i remember those voicemail messages
first all “f+ck you b+tch” then “how could you do this princess”?
he said he’s the king i said yeah baby but in the back of my head i play it back again
& you’re always walking around looking for nowhere to go
i got your nowhere right here honey
the best days of my life smell like swisher sweets & soap on my thighs, my lowlife’s gonna eat me alive

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