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strike won - her own game lyrics

yo
i know this b+tch she fly like sky high, grip like vice won’t let her go by in that dress looken’ so d+mn s+xy, sigh, breast & thighs won’t rest till she dies, but she steps in a cess pit, messin’ with fire miss sting got that hectic sting you’ll never know why, until you try lie down with her, take some time out hide out guy f+ck around with her, she’s like the sound of the sweetest thing, add some pounds i don’t mind honey i could breathe you in
and when you found her, sunny, musta been seein’ things, she got a funny way of lovin’ if thats what it seems to sing, an evil ring wrapped around a finger of your being, your heart beating and you can’t even start being, a part of what you started and when she caught you off guard you still thought you were hardened, now you’re in her garden

these little white lies, that you like to buy cut to size by the knife that f+cks your life, c+nt you got a wife, ?love? word vows till you die throw it out since you still feel unsatisfied, a shattered spiral down ?found? how its promised by, a tatted siren that sounded an honest cry, drown in her tears follow to the other side, dyed latent colour in your eyes like a homicide, on the sly on fire in the night time, lookin’ for the right way to get you feelin’ right
mr. once was now knows no wrong nonstop on that tick like the triple bang weighin’ up the rock, playin’ god maybe not, coz nothing got the shine, you been playin’ that heroin (mainline) game the whole time, and she’ll find you eventually and enter every means till you lie in the cemetery

yeah she plays her own game, there’s no shame layin in another bloke’s arms again, so she calm the pain, only ?halve the grain?, pass from palm to palm and from arm to vein
sittin’ in affliction itchin’ with that same old sting, picturing that b+tch waitin’ for the phone to ring, the only ding, slow dance not your ever day romance, oh dam here we f+cken’ go man..
you don’t really want her but there’s no stopping ya, everyone with love for the one wants em off the stuff, feel the constant cuffs, wheeling on a cusp, dealing in this f+cked up sh+t i’m here to k!ll ya buzz….

- strike won lyrics

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