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m waves - baalenciage lyrics

(verse 1):

airing out their dirty deeds out the laundry
out the basket down town, dennis rodman
i see they tryna ball with kids, ain’t…
i see they tryna ball with kids by no problems
federalised reserves got no problems with it
if you try that sh+t with me, things will pop off
i see agendas against the kids, barely poppin’ out
the mothers womb, it’s the time to leave nest now
eagle vision taking flight, in hunnid checks now
scheming devices but n0body gon’ check ’em
spreading the blame out like ice cold nutella

(hook):

oh you cold, oh you cold !
fashionably late to all thе stories told
see the way they on a minor run
baalеnciaga, full of minators

(verse 2):

temple run from the madness
main stream throwing doodoo
cause of monkey habits
tryna hack us
letting angels come sing wars
pull up each side like rolls royce
the drive in me, cannot hold up
more trafficking at red lights to hold
real spill, everything double dutched
coming from amsterdam
weed out the avalanche that is soon coming
most n+ggas in nederlands
never want grow up relying on nepotism
watch your nether regions
gotta air it out, no jordy’, adidas
coming out the deal, ye season
you a big sap, ‘mit ye treason
gotta fall back from evils
till the sun’s up, yet beaming
all year round never ceases to amaze me
cause grace falls down grately
never wined up in a grapevine, so different
ears becoming so defeaning, soon will detonate
never wound up inside of the nonsense
should be minding of all my business
which was making close to no sense (cents)
became curtis, run the power up, breaking curses
read contracts that’re unnerving
everyday couldn’t track it
had to file down likkle vermin, michael borreman
(hook):

oh you cold, oh you cold !
fashionably late to all the stories told
see the way they on a minor run
baalenciaga, full of minators

(bridge):

got ’em like crushed leaves
herbs on crushed leaves
they fire from the sun
they sacrifice till brushes is pleased
i don’t care this is some wickedness on top of sickness
how many gon’ care if this was gonna be your children?

(hook):

oh you cold, oh you cold !
fashionably late to all the stories told
see the way they on a minor run
baalenciaga, full of minators

(outro):

agh

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