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letra de britney in 07 (clean version) - blackbear

[verse 1]
i feel like britney in ’07, you about to catch these hands (pew, pew, pew)
goin’ through some —-, it seem like no one understands (uh)
i’m ’bout to crash out and post it all on instagram (ah)
i feel like gucci mane the day after he got up out of jail (brr)
i don’t have the option or the stamina to fail (wop)
but givin’ up feels easy when my mind is weak, my body is frail (i just, i just, i just can’t take this), yeah

[pre-chorus]
so take all my money (take it)
take it all from me
before i hurt myself or somebody
if i could, i would feel nothing
tell the world and nevermind

[chorus]
i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
i’ma walk up in the club like wrist, wrist, wrist
i bought a new house, i bought a new whip
i’ma burn that crib down, i’ma drive it off a cliff (um, what?)
i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
i’ma walk up to my boss, tell him that i quit
i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
’26 any worse, i’ma lose my —-, yeah

[verse 2]
i feel like miley in that video, the world is on my (absolutely not)
i don’t trust no humans, ain’t n0body i could call
my whole life is like a fashion show, they wait for me to fall (oh, oh, oh, woah, period), yeah
they said i need another viral hit that they can make a dance to
like, “yeet, chk-a-chk (6-7), woah,” that’s something that i can do
i’m ’bout to shave my head, delete my channel on youtube, yeah, yeah
[pre-chorus]
because i make all my money, they take it all from me
i wanna hurt myself or somebody
and it’s bad to make assumptions, but i think this song’s a sign

[chorus]
that i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
i’ma walk up in the club like wrist, wrist, wrist
i bought a new house, i bought a new whip
i’ma burn that crib down, i’ma drive it off a cliff (um, what?)
i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
i’ma walk up to my boss, tell him that i quit
i feel like (uh), i feel like (uh)
’26 any worse, i’ma lose my —-, yeah

[bridge]
what’s wrong with you, what’s wrong with me?
i tried to keep a secret, i keep spillin’ all the tea
been standin’ on my business, but it ain’t clockin’ for real
yeah, uh-uh
what’s wrong with me? i’m not okay
but if britney could survive ’07, you could do today
and it’s hard to be a liar and the same time keep it real

- blackbear

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