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robb bank$ - heartbreaker (london) lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
first things first, miscommunication ain’t no lie
so shut up n-gga, ole’ f-ck n-gga
the only thing gonna touch n-gga is yourself n-gga
when you see robb bank$ on sight
man i’m playing with the p-ssy, i already know what they about
man i see all they attentions on panamera too
i make a n-gga wanna swtich positions
i got doom with this b-tch, and how she’s been?
past-tense, crazy i see that b-tch a day later
her eyes first, i size her up after, then she say “hey stranger”
i take a glance, and i laugh cause of my outlook on the situation
she say i’m disappearing
never dealt a n-gga like me
i ain’t going abandon my city
let alone run from no p-ssy
got a lot of paper, none with my name on it, another purple
but richie could still read through you invisible
boy ill be d-mned if a b-tch think they smarter than me
see your broward college degree only left hand prints of steam on the porch window
perspiration on the seats
in other words man, i wasn’t impressed man
we’re the first and seconds i’m saying doing an oppression
always gonna be acting like someone that you ain’t
y’all n-ggas tryna be someone that you ain’t
at paramount i make a movie, faint to panameras to dually
and if you making a scene you pretty much saying shoot me
got these lame n-ggas putting bugs in your -ss like shino ho
took a b-tch on a date the other day to prom
uno, dos, had a blonde b-tch fighting to get to be a n-gga
two phone tarantino

[hook x2]
heartbreaker, f-ck up yo’ b-tch make-up
heartless, ungrateful
unfaithful, love you then they hate you
just tell them stay true to what they saying, they ain’t me
while we p-ss notes hand to hand with the paper
it’s raining, said its pouring
young savage
only ride foreign

[verse 2]
said i just want you to want me
when you sliding state to state, country to country
you bound to leave a piece of something somewhere with somebody
i wanna make a scene with ya’
with the same ingredients that’s professor utonium
and you need a turn inspector gadget on
your going on on a nickel marriage
ask your dime-piece southern hampshire
she’ll tell you i’m a savage
boy, four in the morning you got me zoning at my iphone
then it turn to six, then a n-gga realize he just want s-x
so i give a call to my claymore b-tch
cause i know that she awake, and
been a savage since elementary
can’t look me in my eyes so you look up my history
but what you n-ggas don’t get it is all that sh-t will get to me, it stick to me
a year ago we talking about running away and leaving
and now it’s been two months and she still ain’t bleeding, b-tch
and all these f-ck boys think another n-gga life so sweet
these n-ggas say my daddy rich sh-t, the my b-tch call me weezy
see how fired up you get me
get me off topic again like the new jewelry on your p-ssy ring from the main thing
two months i’ve lived with you, talking till we p-ssed out, no goodnight kisses
so p-ssive aggressive but you tell me you love me and i think you meant it
it it’s funny the only woman that i ever really loved in a different country
country boy can’t p-ss the county limits
i drink more lean in all these n-ggas
and show cutling to all these n-ggas
f-cked all your b-tches
and these xan’s got me thinking that everybody snitching
aye thats why they call me robb
cause a n-gga always gone
but i’m never gone missing
broward county, i’m in the city

[hook]

[outro]

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