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stormi clark - no tea no shade lyrics

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[intro]
“i’ll tell you the story of a human i once knew, one who tried to change the world and become god.”

[hook]
picture perfect, yuh, couple over sixty
pour one out for whitney
ain’t no way they rockin’ whit me
i’m too trendy, yuhh. they been mad since i strayed
mad cause i always speak the truth when i hit em with the
uhh, wait, no tea no shade
i just copped a bentley, bending b-tches over with me
it’s a ball game – yuhh, you ain’t make the rules
i’m through with all these queens, they out here actin like some fools

[verse 1]
call yourself a bad b-tch
really you just average
married to a label
cause without it you a sad b-tch
don’t wonder why you cashless
that fit was 20,000
yet you still be looking ratchet

the fact is, i’m so sick of all the fakes
they drive me off the edge while my foot is on the brake
can’t hit the brakes on em. yeah, double up the take
rich enough for profit, but not rich enough to change

[pre hook]
why you always down, when you’re down, when you’re down, when you’re down for me
like why you acting down, when you’re down, when you’re down, when you’re down for me

[hook]
picture perfect, yuh, couple over sixty
pour one out for whitney
ain’t no way they rockin’ whit me
i’m too trendy, yuhh. they been mad since i strayed
mad cause i always speak the truth when i hit em with the
uhh, wait, no tea no shade
i just copped a bentley, bending b-tches over with me
it’s a ball game – yuhh, you ain’t make the rules
i’m through with all these queens, they out here actin like some fools

[verse 2]
yeah, this sh-t got me p-ssed off
i can’t get ahead, you brought a friend, thats a brick wall
looking for some trouble, so i throw they -ss a curve-ball
two b-tches, double head, you could call me darth maul

if a blonde punch a brunette, i call that sh-t a type beat
wife me, if you think my bars are exciting
might be, just a little straight, b-tch i might be
you only live once, f-ck a label, you can bite me

[pre hook]
hahahahahaha

[hook]
picture perfect, yuh, couple over sixty
pour one out for whitney
ain’t no way they rockin’ whit me
i’m too trendy, yuhh. they been mad since i strayed
mad cause i always speak the truth when i hit em with the
uhh, wait, no tea no shade
i just copped a bentley, bending b-tches over with me
it’s a ball game – yuhh, you ain’t make the rules
i’m through with all these queens, they out here actin like some fools



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