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letra de girls of 666 avenue - coficarrera

[intro]
hold my hands, hold my hands, listen to me
look at me, look at me in my eyes, it’s just me okay? (ay)

[chorus]
i don’t know what to do but popping these pills
her love letters sent to me has got me up thrilled
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
girls we so faded we lost in these chills
smirnoff and bh with no id at tills
my girl is a star she lone from brazil
romanian ting she gon’ hop in the game
glass table b-tches don’t know no ones name
we kissing and cutting on sorrowful lanes
this is a happy house everyone’s pain
f-ck off my keys, she letting me stay
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
[verse 1]
never wasted next to basic
sipping my (ah) pain fix, everyone’s on tricks
707 she clean up all my mix
f-cking round with you round with me
now we’re dazing, girl know you ain’t playing
sending me to bathroom floor, hearing noises from the lay in
mixed girl you ain’t on dating, chrome hearts, black lungs
this no love its my thing, we spinning round all our drinks
cups full of that jaded, moon’s far from what’s dangerous
middle star you bouncing aimless
chanel glasses on your cute face
closed eyes we slaying, tittie slip while its playing
m-ffled sound time slowing
bus rides to no house, just come out
we gon’ bounce, you say let’s go jump out
hate to breathe, inhale now, b-tch gimme a number
666 you’re a stunner, 4am now you’re my lover
open my doors to recover
drugs and pink panties you ain’t ever discovered
my life only ends in ’23, shoot me (ah) nicely
depression couldn’t ever be so free
f-ck me cold top of your bedsheets (ah)

[chorus]
i don’t know what to do but popping these pills
her love letters sent to me has got me up thrilled
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
girls we so faded we lost in these chills
smirnoff and bh with no id at tills
my girl is a star she lone from brazil
romanian ting she gon’ hop in the game
glass table b-tches don’t know no ones name
we kissing and cutting on sorrowful lanes
this is a happy house everyone’s pain
f-ck off my keys, she letting me stay
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
i can’t complain my life is a k!ll
suicide she wrote on hollywood hills
[verse 2]
you’re bending it backwards over for me
pulled my hands towards your neck, no breathing
take it off and you’re letting me see them
break you off you’re letting me leave then
k!ll me slowly watch me bleed then
while i’m caressing your lips ten 0 10
you ain’t no angel you just my friend
we sniff so much we reaching the end
f-ck our lives we f-cked hard at 10
pm no am no time for a send
come over your legs shaking
watch me f-ck you in front of your ex
he be stoned face he was no flex
girl your dream pop cigs after s-x, ay, ay, ay, ay

- coficarrera

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