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letra de a few - derek raps

[verse 1: derek]
heartbreaks well i had a few, whiskey bottles with some calls to my ex
thank god she didn’t answer, asked god he didn’t answer
he said you too drunk shut the f-ck up go to bed
maybe that was just up in my head
but usually, god’s just in my head
took a few weeks off adjustin my head
big bro said you want a lane you gotta make one, those my day 1’s, take a bullet for em
he said shoot for the stars take a bullet form
but don’t do it too fast make the sh-t last

[hook: derek]
got a few friends been there since the jump, jump
got a few dirty freaks i like to f-ck, f-ck
got a few straight drinks we gonna chug, chug
got a few, got a few, got a few, got a few
x2

[verse 2: derek]
got a few f-ckin problems, me and you boo we could solve em blonde hair with a skinny waist, blue eyes mesmerize when you hit the plate
god d-mn what you givin me look that look for
you gonn’ make me bus it for my drawers h-t the floor
sip a few beers now i’m good throw that -ss around
on the table, on the washer, in the kitchen break the dishes, on the carpet, in the carport and the closet and the loveseat
think she love me, i’m a mess tho
then we finish on the dresser, drawers h-ttin floor she like why you stop hittin it for
i’ma get you going we gonna hit it some more
so i grab another beer give a shrug get it up and we go, and we go, and we go, and we go, and she go

[hook]

[verse 3: derek]
got a few things, that i do well, rappins one, f-ckin’s 2, f-ck are you, talking to, with that att-tude, get to walking boo
drinkings 3, we could be, anything we wanna be and so could you
i’m an indie rapper spectacular uncanny vernacular
panties i’m packing in my suitcase at the end of the night
big city big lights, big t-tties, big philly cheesesteaks
i’m not good at first dates or goodbyes or hugs
but i’m good at drugs, and that’s not something that i’m proud of
i got problems i’m escaping, doubts that i will make it
got a girl back home, i tell you i don’t miss her when i’m done f-ckin you
but i do, when you leave

[hook]

[verse 4: derek]
i’m on my knees when you aren’t on yours
prayin that you come back again, nah i’m kidding to make you feel good
cause i don’t give a f-ck about you, i don’t give a f-ck about you
or that you got a boyfriend, or that you told me you’d leave him for me
how you expect me to believe you wouldn’t flip that sh-t on me, pull some tricks on me
always playing games, always calling names, always saying d you gonna catch that fame, you’re gonna make your way
and i don’t really think you mean it, you believe it
til you say some sh-t like f-ck me
knowing god d-mn well i was about to ask you to leave
but f-ck it, run it

[hook]

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