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stormi clark - the f word lyrics

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[verse 1]
i never claim to be great, i never claim to be worth it
see if heaven throw me out, then imma stay ready workin
i keep it steady, no cable – too many horses to stable
i freshin’ up like the teddy, i’m rippin’ dip, call me sweaty

like ttv by the way, yuh, they won’t even stream it
pickin at my grapes, boy you can’t even redeem it
fruit was labeled forbidden but yet you don’t give a f-ck
i got that sh-t from good riddance so now i’m wishing you luck

guard up on your friends if you been building success
you could try to build them up but they gon shoot you for less
now the doctor call you back and you got st-tches to check
like f-ck what you got going you could neva’ expect

well they call me simply southern, pulling utters, whippin b-tter
probably writing all these songs about a cousin, did he f-ck her
man that sh-t is just as whack as all the price tags at whole foods
so bite this little bullet, you could call that your hole food

[hook]
see i had to take a break
people talking bout me wearing doubt up in they face
before i met qb i wasn’t nothing but disgrace
now that boy family and i wouldn’t change a thing – we eatin’ steak now

[verse 2]
this before my family has a stakeout
ask a boy just how much he make now
asking me for money weed the fakes out
say you’ll pay me back, please explain how

man, i caught you in your act
talking bout some love, that’s an ancient artifact

you praying for forgiveness, but i pray that i forget this
cause that sh-t you had me do is just a vision i resent with

oh no, wait a minute, he just wants a bag though
talking bout some real-real, homie thats a no-no
like god d-mn, send his -ss on down to h-ll
i can’t expect to get it, he should probably be in jail

hold up, f-ck your feelings, this is how i really see it
see i made a couple friends, and now you can’t even believe it
like how the h-ll a f-ggot make some friends like that?
and now you probably asking how a f-g could spit like that

[bridge]
woah man it’s 2019 you can’t be saying stuff like that!

[verse 3]
f-ck that sh-t, i’m out here taking back your little word
i been through kiss and tell, and had a couple people scured
and everytime i came they thought that i was gonna flirt
but most of y’all were ugly, don’t take off your f-cking shirt

uhhh, call me what you will, because i like to keep it real
i don’t have gucci on my belt, because my momma didn’t help
but imma save that sh-t for later, like dessert, yeah i’m your waiter

hey hey hey, now i really gotta go, because this f-g has got a show

- stormi clark lyrics

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