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letra de himalayan salt bath - cyrus

[intro]
don’t f-ck with me
don’t f-ck with me now
don’t f-ck with me
no, don’t f-ck with me

[verse]
my current fling is a model, yours is just a floor model
caught a glimpse of her mom, now that’s a tough act to follow
don’t think i’m better than you, i am better than you
don’t work for no one but me, but, still, i got me a team
just took a himalayan salt bath, hand me a towel
a long way from a call back, now wait for the pound
we used to drink for fun, and f-ck to my music
and i heard you still.. f-ck to my music
i’m back on my bullsh-t
no need to call, my hands do the talking
no pants on like n0body watching
no shirt on, like, i know you’re watching
think i’m an object, huh?
sitting in the club is fun
we don’t feel drunk ’til the uber come
i ain’t got the aux, i just know the dj
but, pretty good chance that the uber does
i reached thе point i don’t need no one else
and whеn this end there won’t be no one left
so when i turn and all i see is me
know that no one care about some sh-t you said
the sh-t you felt, the sh-t you think
the pic you post, the sh-t you tweet
‘cause all that sh-t gon’ be old next week, dawg
hurricane irma was so last week
sh-t we face like on a daily basis
twitter feed look like the daily racist
if donald trump is who the f-ck y’all picked
then, sh-t, i’ll be the one to hop the f-cking fence
my sister’s homeless, mom is on my couch
and you is mad some girl ignored your text?
streams and merch, shows and selfie pics
y’all see me, all i see is rent
i’m tired of bleeding, but, i will keep breathing
the time is now, let’s call it comeback season
we’re numb to it, ’til we’re dumb to it
’til we’re both like, god, could you bring back jesus, like
what you even praying for?
assignment late, what you waiting for?
girl, you ain’t tried it, what you hating for?
dawg, you ain’t got it, what you faking for?
so from here until i’m out, i don’t do no interviews
we don’t need to talk, i’m just not that into you
hit me for a song, make that sh-t an interlude
‘cause, not to be rude, but, i just don’t f-ck with you
looking 25, but i’m feeling like 30
mom 50 something, but she hardly look 30
seen enough courts, need a 30 for 30
i used to post bail between 2 and 2:30
i thanked god once, turned around, did me dirty
thanked god twice, turned around, got to working
if all’s really fair when in love and in war
then the only ship that sink is the one that you worship, ay
i don’t mean to k!ll no dreams
two birds, one stone, before you get those wings
to be awake or to remain asleep
just know you made that bed, i hope you washed them sheets
you cutting corners, i’m just cutting ties
you follow waves, that’s so cut and dry
do or don’t, you still do the most
but, see, all i know is that it’s do or die
and when you say it’s just a phase, girl, that sh-t don’t faze me
monday and friday the same sh-t lately
love me or hate me, i don’t pick sides
rather be than between two lines
and i ain’t got the time, but i know the place
beyond the pines is where you find the snakes
beyond the lies is where you find the truth
and you should see the line, it wraps around here twice
old me died, so i’m living proof
that some people stop and others drive right through
i saw the signs and i read the message
i just ain’t got sh-t else to say to you
old habits

- cyrus

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