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wynne (rapper) - gossip at brunch lyrics

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[intro]
[?]

[chorus]
you acting like you know what’s up
but if i say jump, you jump
blue jewelry on my hand going numb
put a [?] in my bed, he’s hung
22, whole team going up
and we’re close to the top like punch
i’ve never heard of such and such
i guess i missed the gossip at brunch
[verse 1]
got a clutch in my hand like dame
huckleberry [?] sweats, mark twain
everybody from my town stayed the same
would’ve showed ya’ how not to be lame
but i didn’t wanna do it in vain
me and homeboy f+cking, profane
one day they gonna call me cocaine
ice dripping, i get no stains
and my [?], jermaine
shooting my shot, i got aim
big booty, hard to keep it contained
didn’t not mean to post it on main
i don’t go on any walks of shame
i know we’re all glad that i came
chug, chugging champagne like a train
[?] twisting up like a sprain

[chorus]
and you acting like you know what’s up
but if i say jump, you jump
blue jewelry on my hand going numb
put a [?] in my bed, he’s hung
22, whole team going up
and we’re close to the top like punch
i’ve never heard of such and such
i guess i missed the gossip at brunch
[verse 2]
pull up like a nun, showing face
i’m not out of line, no trace
t+pain, you could buy me a drank
they expensive, i don’t wanna break the bank
ok, we’ll go at my pace
when we f+ck, better finish your plate
be careful, take it up on my waist
i don’t want you ripping this lace
you can get all up in my face
never mind, give me my sp+ce
no sneaking, i will hit you with the mace
feel like roxanne shanté
i don’t really play those games
same team, never made any trades
all my rap friends calling me babe
but they respectful, so it’s ok

[chorus]
and you acting like you know what’s up
but if i say jump, you jump
blue jewelry on my hand going numb
put a [?] in my bed, he’s hung
22, whole team going up
and we’re close to the top like punch
i’ve never heard of such and such
i guess i missed the gossip at brunch
[outro]
got a clutch in my hand like dame
huckleberry [?] sweats, mark twain
[?]



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