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letra de not your bride - bougie brat

[intro]
uh stay the f-ck up out your feels
[don’t make me crazy]
[f-ck is you doing weirdo]

[verse 1]
you was jus for play play, couldn’t even get a meal (hungry ass)
he like the police on my ass, get the f-ck off my rear
best fren gon tell me sum, you know im keepin my lips sealed (sh)
not goin sad bout no n-gga, if anythin ho be for real
not a delulu typa b-tch, go sell that dream to a green ho(wrong one)
he running back to me, this n-gga want to be repod
dropped a silly n-gga, my woopdee buy me valеntino (rich shi)
my sh-t be hittin deep, he lost at sea likе he nemo (nemo nemo)

[chorus]
i be catching flights, lil baby stay up out yo feels (how you feel)
ion wanna be his bride, i’m chucky b-tch i get the k!ll (be for real)
i go dumb bout my n-gga, got dem hoes catchin the chills (uh uh)
ion want no regula sh-t i like my n-ggas in a grill (ina grill uh)
[verse 2]
since he thinkin with his d-ck, you know i had to sick the b-tches on him
he wana suck on me, on me can be my brain donor
of course i like my n-gga big simpin, actin like he homer
silly goose deserve that ho, with big miles on da motor
wearing pink like she barbie, on her peppa pig sh-t ( oink, oink)
don’t care bout no hoes, that jus made me a rich b-tch
this my real hair, you would think it was a wig b-tch
if he want two hoes, he gon have to make his d-ck split (d-ck d-ck)

- bougie brat

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