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letra de revenge - dmg ezzy

revenge lyrics
[intro]
realusbeats
woah,woah,woah
get in dere
wooo
i ain’t even have to
do this but ima do it
woo
i’m ready
go
…
[chorus]
threw away my cup
but i’m still
f-cking with wockesha
(wockk)
what’s the point of money
if i can’t break off with my people
(go … woah)
sell your soul
tell me what me what u wanna spend
(aye)
can’t let it go
ima need me some revenge
(some revenge)
[verse 1]

i’ve been told
sh-t n0body knows
diamonds sing like
destiny child
i call beyoncé knowles
we can take it there
i go all the way bout my bros
shawty lovе it here
i gotta fetish for my hoеs
(i gotta fetish for my hoes)
could’ve been making money
but you was f-cking off
(but you was f-cking off )
shawty made a mess told
her to suck it off
(suck it off)
bought yo ass a ring
but you can not be my wife
(cannot be my wife)
n-gga wanna jump off the porch
to see just what them streets like
(see what them streets like )
i spent your bills up on my fit
just know my drip light
(just know my drip light)
i told that hoe i’m zooted
bih know that i’m big kite
(she know i’m big kite)
she bought that neck i
count a hundred that’s a good night
(oh that’s a good night)
i gave your b-tch the bone
she know i got that act right
( know i got that act right)
these hoes just tryna get knocked
down because my sack right
told her put the p-ssy on the plate
i told her i might eat her
(oooh)
i know some n-ggas with some keys
but they ain’t never met alicia
(nooo)
bro don’t even believe in god
he keep on praying to his orisha
[chorus]
i done
threw away my cup
but i’m still
f-cking with wockesha
(oooh … aye)
what’s the point of money
if i can’t break off with my people
(break off with my people )
you can sell your soul
tell me what me what u wanna spend
(i)
can’t let it go
ima need me some revenge
(i need some revenge)

[verse 2]
say
you take one of mine
and i can’t let it go
heart up on my sleeve
f-ck around let my
emotions show
demons want me to
mask up and slide
and want me to let it blow
the devil made me do it
h-lla shi goin on still
pray to god that i get through it
[outro]
(d-mn)
sippin dirty
spilled on my amiri jeans
pourin o’s inside a cup
oh this taste like faygo
cream
on her head like oil sheen
said i’m done with keisha
but she calling me
(ring)
(keisha keep on calling me)
(trey deuce )
(woah)

- dmg ezzy

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