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tafia - in the stars lyrics

[intro]
(dirty sosa)
in order to explain, i gotta show it
phew, and there’s a lotta sh+t i can’t show (i can’t show)
you hear me?
on god
phew, hold on

[verse 1]
wear my chain, baby (phew), now you a gang, baby (uh+huh)
i’ma show you how to stop f+ckin’ wit’ lames, baby (phew)
i’ma put you in celine, let you lean back, baby (let’s go)
this that jwett talk (uh+huh), i don’t do no pep talk (let’s go, let’s go)
i don’t do no arguin’ with no n+ggas, i let that bread talk
b+tch wit’ me so bad (phew, phew), she look like a escort (uh+huh)
i pull up in s+sport (rrr, rrr), cartier’s, i’ma fresh dork (uh+huh)
i know it’s gone, i could get more (let’s go), no saint, i’ma trap lord
rolls royce truck, i’m in the backseat (backseat), countin’ up rackies (rackies)
told my dawg, “don’t let thеm hoes in, them hoes too trashy”
been a chasеr, you can ask meek (uh+huh), i get it in on the back streets (let’s go)
i told my dawg, “don’t tag me (uh+huh) when we comin’ from drills” (phew, phew)
ayy, he going on three pills (he going on three pills), don’t care if he live (don’t care if he live)
don’t care if he gone (don’t care if he gone), i jugg three phones (brr, brr)
hold on, had to get my cake up (let’s go), a hundred racks ain’t safe (a hundred racks ain’t safe)
we fight, then make up (let’s go), let me beat yo’ face, bae (let me beat yo’ face, bae)
[chorus]
come here, boo, i know you don’t want no heartache but this what you want (what you want)
twerkin’ on a yacht wit’ some chanel, lil’ saint laurent (lil’ saint laurent)
street n+gga wit’ a fat knot and a double r parked at the dock (double r parked at the dock)
f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars (in the stars)
ayy, i said, f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars
street n+gga wit’ a fat knot and a double r parked at the dock
f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars (uh+huh)

[verse 2]
uh, ayy, she don’t wanna lift weights (hold on), she just wanna lift purses (hold on)
chanel birkin (uh), got prada on the shirt (got prada on the shirt)
i done ran me a bag up, no flaggin’, if i want, i don’t do no taste (uh+huh)
already done pulled up, double r, what the f+ck i look like tryna brag?
my chain buss (it buss), my watch buss (it buss)
my bracelet buss (it buss), when she came i buss (uh+uh, uh+huh)
i came up (uh+huh), in the streets and flamed up (let’s go)
let’s go, extended glizzys (uh+uh), fast cars (skrrt)
yeah, that’s me (hold on, wait), it’s no mirage (it’s big taf’)
i came through switchin’ (brrt), f+ck the task force (we don’t see that sh+t)
she done earned a life, she worked her ass off
let’s go

[chorus]
come here, boo, i know you don’t want no heartache but this what you want (what you want)
twerkin’ on a yacht wit’ some chanel, lil’ saint laurent (lil’ saint laurent)
street n+gga wit’ a fat knot and a double r parked at the dock (double r parked at the dock)
f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars (in the stars)
ayy, i said, f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars
street n+gga wit’ a fat knot and a double r parked at the dock
f+ck that cryin’ sh+t, if you gon’ cry, it’s gon’ be in the stars (uh+huh)

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