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​​​wokeups - ‎‎hannah montana lyrics

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[verse 1]
b+tch, she got a dark soul
we in anor londo
totin’ big f+cking guns, sh+t you ain’t heard of yet
can’t f+ck a bad b+tch? where yo’ f+ckin’ confidence?
i like f+cking fashion
truck a n+gga, madden
i swear i just made n+ggas
where my f+cking patent?
all the sh+t i gave n+ggas
they so d+mn ungrateful
all the sh+t i paid for
f+ckin’ bankroll, n+gga
fake pole, n+gga
try to steal from me, we taking fingers, toes, b+tch
get low, get low, miss you
why they always wanna misuse me?
i just wanna do good by you
i’m gone stretch a b+tch out like she luffy
we got rocket launchers, do you, before you do me
r.i.p. my n+gga goonеw, may you r.i.p
you got 1c, one chance, this ain’t no f+ckin’ rp

[verse 2]
she say i’m so handsomе and she fond of me
bad b+tch a dancer in them skinny jeans
toxic b+tch, she cancer and she say i’m mean
i’m like, “where yo’ manners, grammar?”
she a whole fan of hannah
fan of hannah
montana
racking k!lls up on my apex banner
keep a pen tucked, getting geeked every second
i ain’t in texas, but get merked for trespassing
f+ck a fat hoe, i swear her name was gladys
i can’t crash out, i feel too d+mn happy
i’m right in the booth, right now, as we speak
you’re f+cked if you leave me



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