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maeve noiré - tweetin' trouble lyrics

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i tawt i taw a puddy tat…
heh+heh, but i’m gone again!
tweet+tweet!

peep+peep, lookin’ down from my cage
you talk big, but you’re soft—just a stage
tip+toe, hide—can’t face the fight
flap my wings—i own the night
“i tawt i taw you sneakin’ again! remember, it’s tweet season.”
you bluff, you whine, you act all sly
but i see through it—bye+bye!

you can talk, you can fake, you can front
but i’m too sharp—don’t even try that stunt
every weak move, every little hiss—
you can’t handle this

tweetin’ trouble, you’re a puddy tat (uh+huh)
flappin’ free, you can’t match that (yeah, yeah)
try to step, but you’re soft indeed (oh+oh!)
tweetin’ trouble, call you out (heh+heh)
weak and scared—yeah, that’s your creed (don’t evеn try!)
outta reach—i make the rulеs, indeed

puddy tat’s paws, they’re tryin’ to swipe
but you fold, you whimper—that’s your type
every threat, every flex, every peek
already gone before you speak
you’re mad, you point, you scream and hiss
but i’m laughin’ loud—you don’t exist
you can talk, you can fake, you can front
but i’m too sharp—don’t even try that stunt
every weak move, every little hiss—
you can’t handle this

tweetin’ trouble, you’re a puddy tat (uh+huh)
flappin’ free, you can’t match that (yeah, yeah)
try to step, but you’re soft indeed (oh+oh!)
tweetin’ trouble, call you out (heh+heh)
weak and scared—yeah, that’s your creed (don’t even try!)
outta reach—i make the rules, indeed

tip+toe here, tip+toe there
all you weaklings better beware
every bluff, every little hiss
bounce off me—i own this biz

peep! swoosh! zoom! haha!
flappin’ wings, chaos in the plaza
you fold, you hide, you disappear—
call you a puddy tat—i make it clear

tweetin’ trouble, you’re a puddy tat (uh+huh)
flappin’ free, you can’t match that (yeah, yeah)
try to step, but you’re soft indeed (oh+oh!)
tweetin’ trouble, call you out (heh+heh)
weak and scared—yeah, that’s your creed (don’t even try!)
outta reach—i make the rules, indeed
i tawt i taw a puddy tat…
heh+heh, but i’m gone again!
tweet+tweet!
oh… and yeah, you did see a puddy tat—a real p+ssy!



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