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Testo Headphones
Testo Headphones
Mommy wake up
Like, how much more did she fit in that bag?
It gon’ cost me a check, oh god, I was dead wrong
[?] jeans, always sit in first class
Just an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I’m sick of these buses, I’m sick of these hotels
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil’ bitch tryna fuck wit’ my heart That’s a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
Yeah, lightyear speed while I’m riding ‘round Melrose
I don’t fuck with these ho’s, they be for everybody
She gon’ switch her demеanor when she see me likе, “hello”
Yeah, like hi, it’s Donny big dope armadillo
[?], I’m drinking Tequila and Belo
Realized she the bitch, she get [?]
Like, how much more did she fit in that bag?
It gon’ cost me a check, oh god, I was dead wrong
[?] jeans, always sit in first class
Just an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I’m sick of these buses, I’m sick of these hotels
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil’ bitch tryna fuck wit’ my heart
That’s a whole new bop when I put on my headphones I’m smoking on wild-wild
[?], she gon’ wish you well-well
I been drowning in paranoia and uncertainty
I know that she can tell
Lil’ baby the c-
Like, how much more did she fit in that bag?
It gon’ cost me a check, oh god, I was dead wrong
[?] jeans, always sit in first class
Just an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I’m sick of these buses, I’m sick of these hotels
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil’ bitch tryna fuck wit’ my heart That’s a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
Yeah, lightyear speed while I’m riding ‘round Melrose
I don’t fuck with these ho’s, they be for everybody
She gon’ switch her demеanor when she see me likе, “hello”
Yeah, like hi, it’s Donny big dope armadillo
[?], I’m drinking Tequila and Belo
Realized she the bitch, she get [?]
Like, how much more did she fit in that bag?
It gon’ cost me a check, oh god, I was dead wrong
[?] jeans, always sit in first class
Just an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I’m sick of these buses, I’m sick of these hotels
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil’ bitch tryna fuck wit’ my heart
That’s a whole new bop when I put on my headphones I’m smoking on wild-wild
[?], she gon’ wish you well-well
I been drowning in paranoia and uncertainty
I know that she can tell
Lil’ baby the c-
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