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kitschkrieg, fridayy & j.i the prince of n.y - pretty girlz lyrics

[intro]
(kitschkrieg)

[chorus: fridayy]
i think i’m out of love
i think i had enough
i done gave all the gold to the pretty girls like you
i think i had enough, ooh

[verse 1: j.i the prince of n.y]
crocodile skin on my feet
i can still taste your body, got your skin on my t++th
posted on your block, i see n0body down our street
posted on her block, she got me feelin’ like a creep
i wanna tell you where i’m from, but you should hear it in my voice
before i fix a heart i didn’t break, i make a choice
the way you roll your tongue, i might just put you in a royce
who got you movin’ different? give some credit to the boy, i might need it
intelligent and elegant ’til they call me conceited
don’t need no clothes, i know a pretty body when i see it
got me overthinkin’, i’m just someone else, she’s teasin’
you almost have me out of love
almost had me throwin’ slugs
and i can’t name a single girl that i trust
i keep trippin’ off these b+tches when, deep down, i know i don’t really need ’em, no, no
[chorus: fridayy]
i think i’m out of love
i think i had enough
i done gave all the gold to the pretty girls like you
i think i had enough, ooh

[verse 2: j.i the prince of n.y]
now i’m hidin’ in her closet ’cause her boyfriend just came home
shh, you can hear him speakin’ if you listen close
“b+tch, who’s in my crib when i left you alone?
called you seven different times and you didn’t pick up your phone
why the f+ck do i smell versace cologne?”
all i heard was— then he opened the door
then i went like— and now he on the floor
took his weapon out his hand and hit him in his jaw
i can’t even blame this girl ’cause he was on some sucker sh+t
you said he was comin’ home next week, so what the f+ck was this?
this would’ve never happened if i never came inside your crib
get your hands off of me, shawty, i gotta f+ckin’ dip
life isn’t a game, ain’t no referees, ain’t no timeout
it hurts ’cause somebody’s mother gon’ cry when they find out
your son should’ve never came in the crib with his 9 out
now i’m speedin’ through the highway, hold up, timeout

[chorus: fridayy]
i think i’m out of love
i think i had enough
i done gave all the gold to the pretty girls like you
i think i had enough, ooh

- kitschkrieg fridayy j i the prince of n y lyrics

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