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letra de juice wrld - blood on my jeans (remix) - bye! baby

[intro: juice wrld]
ah
d-mn, i tried to stop, oh
baby (808 mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
you literally are my everything (baby, gezin)
hah (baby)

[chorus: juice wrld]
baby, i been on the run (yeah)
but i would never run from your love (yeah, uh-uh)
if you feel on my d-ck, there’s a gun (yeah, uh-huh)
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah, uh-huh)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam (ba-ba-bow)
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
close range, so i got blood on my jeans (uh)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
saints row cup, ain’t no red in my lean (uh-uh)
bankrolled up, i been swimmin’ in green (uh-huh)
still the blue face king (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
benjamin franklin come dirty and clean (let’s go)
i know my haters hate to see me succeed
if they get the chance, they’ll end up murderin’ me (uh-huh)
that sh-t got me laughin’, haha
kel-tec get to rappin’, grrah, grrah (bow)
f-ck n-gga, i’m your father
don’t matter if you older
they say age is just a number
if that’s the case, i’m way older
than who? these n-ggas (uh-huh)
and these b-tches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
for a backstage pass, she’ll suck the d-ck (uh-huh)
b-tch, i got a b-tch, better get you a ticket (uh-huh)
walk through the night with my gun like a creep
on my shirt maison martin, my shoes double-c
i don’t know what it’s gonna take you to believe
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
you stuck with me, apologies for my f-ckery
[chorus: juice wrld]
baby, i been on the run (yeah)
but i would never run from your love (yeah, uh-uh)
if you feel on my d-ck, there’s a gun (yeah, uh-huh)
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah, uh-huh)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam (ba-ba-bow)
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
close range, so i got blood on my jeans (uh)

[verse 2: bye! baby]
графин опустел, а в нем раньше был lean
из-за него на небесах мой кумир
музыка магия – взял octarine
забираю биты будто мид shadow fiend

мы с тобой команда, будто сэм и дин
сверхъестественные чувства в моей груди
мы типа той пары с эмблемы мосфильм
в смысле, что неразрывны, я в тебе гольфстрим
знаю твои spot-spot, куда надавить так
чтобы сама свой мейкап ты оставила тут
я на треке top shark, ты на мне как water mark
в своем роде pop art

я хочу распробовать лучше твой вкус
мне до сих пор больно, что больше нет джуса

думаю, что мне перешла эстафета
мне так часто снится, что я на сцене
мне так часто снишься ты в моей постели

[bridge: juice wrld & bye! baby, juice wrld]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
you stuck with me, apologies for my f-ckery

[chorus: juice wrld & bye! baby, juice wrld]
baby, i been on the run
but i would never run from your love
if you feel on my d-ck, there’s a gun
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green, huh
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range, so i got blood on my jeans
[outro: bye! baby]
blood on his jeans
juice wrld, rest in peace

- bye baby

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