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rae mulla - on your friends / sex is like war lyrics

on your friends

she robin and i’m batman
you can call me dada
and she like my mask man
yeah she like my mask
i’m robin hood she robbing all my hoodies
pull up to the t baby let us smoke a doobie

(hook)
gotta make a move it’s my last chance
i be looking right through you like a cat scan
sunny night you be pulling up in mad fit
i could do some things from unholy passage

(bridge)

i could f+ck them in public
if these women be asking
kamasutra tradition
she be glued to my passion
wanna f+ck with you dumb b+tch
don’t push me up on all your friends (x2)
(x2)

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don’t push me up on that b+tch, don’t push me up on that chick (x4)
rubber bands (x5) money shot i’m the moneyman
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(verse 2)
playing snakes and ladders with the b+tches on the chessboard
i’m a little humble she be wanting me to flex more
we be playing games not trynna get in ex box
off the liquor i might show up in your inbox
another yum b+tch hit me up
when i drop sixk songs
pretty sure she gon’ hit me for the sick talk
slow build like the metro wish we’d cl!ck more
i’m a pretty painter
she the type that’s into sick cars

she think i’m cute, i’m a lunatic
angel, devil, angel, devil don’t know who to pick (x2)

(hook)
gotta make a move it’s my last chance
i be looking right through you like a cat scan
sunny night you be pulling up in mad fit
i could do some things from unholy passage

++++++++++++++++++++++
s+x is like war

tinkerbell, tinkerbell, tinkerbell
she got a gun to my head
she pull me away from my friends
she don’t let me dance with my friends

tinkerbell, tinkerbell, tinkerbell
she got a gun to my head
her jealousy not making sense
she want me all to herself

expensive nights and cheap liquor
she give me hickey it look like a sticker
not your possession ya i came with her
but i’m not with her
relationships wither

s+x is like war s+x is like war
enroll in the army like i want some more
objectification i like the decor
i like the way your knees look on the floor

mary the lamb bought a vibrator
she need a weapon her man is not strong
then he feel sad buy expensive cologne
money like bricks it wall up her zone

zoning her walls calling it defense
he insecure ever since recess
when other boys talked to the b+tches
now he the navy he getting sea sick

nagasaki in her mouth
crime scene get a towel
machine gun on your face
bullets bullets bullets spray

nagasaki in her mouth
crime scene get a towel
machine gun on your face
why don’t you tell me how it taste?

tinkerbell, tinkerbell, tinkerbell
you got me biting my fingernails

tinkerbell, tinkerbell, tinkerbell
why are you trying to be cinderella

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