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s'natra - four letter words lyrics

[intro]

i f-ckin’ hate you
i, i f-ckin love you, i
fu-f-ckin’ l-st you, l-st you
need you, i, need you
i, i f-ckin’ want you i
need you, i
hate you, i
ugh i…

i wasn’t lyin when i said that sh-t get tough
wasn’t just rhymin’ ’til i knew i said enough
i wasn’t tryna do what i did and it sucks
cause apologies and trust, are now gone after my l-st
what the f-ck…

[verse 1]

i dropped her off, and called the next one
like i’m runnin’ late, like i’m runnin’ late
we speedin’ off to my crib
for sure this ain’t no date, we don’t wanna date

she feelin’ me like we relate
and i’m bout to put my hands up her, oh wait
my phone ring, ignore cl!cked!
she don’t mind, just use her mind when she do her thing
and in the back of my mind, my phone is still buzzin

1 ring, 2 rings, 3 rings, voicemail
ain’t set up yet, i ain’t have enough s-x
and as i bust one off and try to catch the last tone
then i realize d-mn, these touch screen phones, f-ck!

[verse 2]

she’s drunk off love, emotional brews
prayed to the stars that i was unlike them other dudes
that put her in a position
no more missionary she’s on a mission
no more kisses, this p-ssy intermission
my eyes twitchin’ i’m nervous
just thinkin’ of how to surface the right words to explain
but in this case, tryna use words is insane

[bridge]

it go 1 ring, 2 rings, 3 rings, voicemail
ain’t set up yet, i ain’t have enough s-x
and as i bust one off and try to catch the last tone
that’s why i’m here all alone
i let it ring once, yeah i let it ring twice
yeah i let it ring 3 times
voicemail ain’t set up, i ain’t have enough s-x
bust one off and tried to catch the last tone, that’s why i’m here alone
i let it ring once, yeah i let it ring twice
let it ring, 3 times, voicemail, ain’t set up yet
ain’t have enough s-x
bust one off
tried to catch the last tone
and i’m here all alone

[outro]

yeah i f-cked this one up pretty bad
f-ck it

slob on my kn-b, like corn on the cob
check in with me, and do your job
slob on my kn-b, like corn on the cob
check in with me, and do your job

if it means anything i’m sorry
for real though..

- snatra lyrics

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