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​mrgirl - some of my best friends are black lyrics

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[intro]
how come no one has ever seen mrgirl and blackfayce in the same room, at the same time?

[verse 1: blackfayce]

you’s a dirty+ass android, green+text n+gga
call me freddy krueger, get your dreams wrecked, n+gga
i say “n+gga” after sh+t to make it sound hard, n+gga
i get down with my soundblast sound card, n+gga
what’s the matter with you?
why ain’t you backin’ the blue? (huh?)
they just tryna put the monkeys back in the zoo (ah!)
lay your hands on me, you get rained the shot, uh
i hit you with the 9+ mr. game & watch
becky saying “heyy!”, oh this b+tch plottin’
said “what panties you like?”
n+gga, i picked cotton
i’m 90% slave but 10% owner
your b+tch 90% cryin’ and 10% moanin’
sleepy, happy, doc, grumpy, bashful and tyrone
i never save a black b+tch’s number in my phone
it’s the mambo king, xavier cugat
call me mario, n+gga, cause i’m wearin’ my coon hat

[chorus: mrgirl & blackfayce]
some of my best friends are black, they say i’m f+ckin’ racist, racist, racist, racist
homie, i ain’t the one who put your ass on a slave ship, slave ship, slave ship, slave ship
we better let bygones be bygones or we ain’t gon make it, make it, make it, make it
but try‘n put them cuffs on me, you goin to meet jesus, jesus, jesus, jesus

[verse 2: mrgirl & blackfayce]

you match the motherf+ckin description, get down
like herbie hanc+ck, rick james, and james brown
i’m comin’ to the barbecue, put that sauce on me
if it bothers you that i’m a jew, put that cross on me
you play too much, y’all n+ggas crazy (don’t use that word)
but y’all n+ggas made me!
i grew up on rap, y’all n+ggas raised me!
you’re madonna and i’m your cute little n+gga baby
y’all got no clue how much i love you n+ggas
when i see one grocery+shoppin’ i say “i love you, n+gga
don’t wanna bug you n+gga
but let me hug you, n+gga
jeffrey dahmer, i don’t want to have to drug you, n+gga”
yo, my sh+t’s platonic, why you makin’ it g+y?
i just said “what’s up king, how you stayin’ in shape?”
these racist little n+ggas always sayin’ i’m fake
jewish claimin’ i’m black, they’re really sayin’ i’m drake

[chorus: mrgirl & blackfayce]
some of my best friends are black, they say i’m f+ckin’ racist, racist, racist, racist
homie, i ain’t the one who put your ass on a slave ship, slave ship, slave ship, slave ship
we better let bygones be bygones or we ain’t gon make it, make it, make it, make it
but try‘n put them cuffs on me, you goin to meet jesus, jesus, jesus, jesus



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