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letra de fall over - destroy lonely

fall over lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, yeah) (b-tch, i’m gone)
yeah, yeah (hit that b-tch and i’m gone, i got all this cash)
(yeah, yeah) (and i’m finna go get some more)
yeah, yeah (i’m smokin’ dope)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, woah
hit that b-tch and i’m gone
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she suck me up ’cause she said she like my songs
yeah, and i got a real deal man, ’cause thought i’d be down bad but b-tch, i’m on
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b-tch, exotic weed my cologne
yeah, when i land, i book that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come ovеr”
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made, i went and spеnd that on clothes
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yeah, she f-ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over

[verse]
yeah
and i think i’m done with dover
b-tch, i’m in la i’m gettin’ fly, i’m lookin’ for brand new stores
b-tch, i’m in la, i’m way too high, i’m lookin’ for brand new hoes
yeah, b-tch, i got these racks, they all the way in, i’m finna get some mo’
yeah, b-tch, i’m way, way up, on the top floor, yeah, and i’m just smokin’ dope
and these f-ck n-ggas always hate on me, but they don’t know me though
yes, i got a black and white b-tch, yeah, i’m finna make an oreo
and i just put a thick b-tch inside this rick, it showed her cameltoe
yeah, so catch this fl!ck, yeah, finna get a cameo
yeah, n-ggas can’t see this, d-mn, it’s like i’m in camo mode
d-mn, i just took his b-tch, yeah, and she said she don’t wanna go home
d-mn, i don’t want this b-tch no more, d-mn, i just passed that ho’ to my bro
[chorus]
yeah, woah
hit that b-tch and i’m gone
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she suck me up ’cause she said she like my songs
yeah, and i got a real deal man, ’cause thought i’d be down bad but b-tch, i’m on
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b-tch, exotic weed my cologne
yeah, when i land, i book that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come over”
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made, i went and spend that on clothes
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yeah, she f-ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over
(b-tch, bend over)
yeah, woah
hit that b-tch and i’m gone (b-tch, i’m gone)
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she suck me up ’cause she said she like my songs (yeah, she like my song)
yeah, and i got a real deal man, ’cause thought i’d be down bad but b-tch, i’m on (b-tch, i’m on)
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b-tch, exotic weed my cologne (yeah, my cologne)
yeah, when i land, i book that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come over” (yeah, b-tch, come over)
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made, i went and spend that on clothes (yeah, i spent that on clothes)
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yeah, she f-ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over

- destroy lonely

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