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talinwya - bettr frm u lyrics

[intro]
f+ck you, jakik, haha
steven

[chorus: oodaredevil]
i expected better from you
same hoe think nothin’ new
out of sight, out of mind, in the mood, hey
hey, what’s up? me and you, that’s two
me and you
hey, uh
me and you
that’s cool, ooh
when you suck, wanna see a little drool, ooh
hey up, p+ssy wet like a pool, ooh
i’m insane, in her mind, in her mood, yeah
i wanna see your body movin’, panties start to gettin’ loose
too many b+tches, how i’m supposed to choose?
too many b+tches, how i’m supposed to choose?
i need some more fingers, countin’ up some blues
my shooter go crazy, dabba dabba doo

[refrain: talinwya]
sometimes we get the bread and get the fur
sometimes we get the bread that i prefer
made her a fool, i called her april 1st
[verse: talinwya]
i don’t know how i just made it
watch your mouth, watch your tone, who you playin’ with?
hit a b+tch from the back while she stayin’ still
i ain’t ever done cr+ps, i ain’t playin’ chips
my b+tch lookin’ bad, i ain’t pay for this
medusa start geekin’, i don’t pay for sh+t
how i pay my rent, this music pay for sh+t
rollin’ dice after dark ‘fore the paper hit
been the swag on the wave like i made the drip
you care that your partner is flexin’
got weapons and tekkens
make music, i’m kickin’ sh+t up out the tekken
swag jackin’, told the b+tch off a lesson
throw her face and give her kids like the jetsons

[refrain: talinwya]
sometimes we get the bread and get the fur
sometimes we get the bread that i prefer
made her a fool, i called her april 1st
sometimes we get the bread and get the fur

[chorus: oodaredevil]
i expected better from you
same hoe, think nothin’ new
out of sight, out of mind, in the mood, hey
hey, what’s up? me and you, that’s two
me and you
hey, uh
me and you
that’s cool, ooh
when you suck, wanna see a little drool, ooh
hey up, p+ssy wet like a pool, ooh
i’m insane, in her mind, in her mood, yeah
i wanna see your body movin’, panties start to gettin’ loose
too many b+tches, how i’m supposed to choose?
too many b+tches, how i’m supposed to choose?
i need some more fingers, countin’ up some blues
my shooter go crazy, dabba dabba doo
[outro]
f+ck you, jakik, haha
steven

- talinwya lyrics

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