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letra de stuck - don bodega

[intro: don bodega]
yeah
yeah, yeah
don

[chorus: don bodega]
i can’t help myself, i’m stuck on you (oooo)
love’s a battle, but i’m calling truce (oooo)
wishing you could walk up in my shoes (yeah, yeah)
all the sh-t i felt, i gave to you (yeah yeah yeah)

[verse 1: don bodega]
now you understand why i don’t play
open hearts from deeper conversations and dusse
seen you from a distance, ain’t it crazy how one day
went to shooting shots, like shooting threes, to foreplay
cuff to my wrist
feeling your lips
sucking like tick
you get the gist
hand to my soul
feeling the print
i’m in the store
getting you gifts
heeling your sole
icing your wrist
i’m riding for you like riding the bench
making this statement again and again
don

[chorus: don bodega]
i can’t help myself, i’m stuck on you (oooo)
love’s a battle, but i’m calling truce (oooo)
wishing you could walk up in my shoes
all the sh-t i felt, i gave to you

[verse 2: juan quan julio]
house party, i met you in the backyard
i’m trying to see what’s next, love
i see you whining up and urging me to come and bend your back, love
i put my heart up in my sleeve and put the gas up in my blunt so you could smoke some
come and bend your back, love
pack real stinky, it’s real musty huh? (real musty huh)
my b-tch real kinky, she real busty huh
iced out my pinky, bought you a birkin, love (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: don bodega]
i can’t help myself, i’m stuck on you (oooo)
love’s a battle, but i’m calling truce (oooo)
wishing you could walk up in my shoes
all the sh-t i felt, i gave to you

[verse 3: don bodega & juan quan julio]
yeah she know she different, yeah
she feel me, yeah
we dipping, yeah
baby girl know she with me, yeah
i’m lit with her (we dipping, yeah)
moving outside no guard, i don’t post online, but they know we k!lling, yeah
moving round town with a shorty who’s downtown, down start shooting like a piston, yeah
ask me what i see in her (up in the sky like eno)
puffing on diesel
might make a movie like regal
moving too fast like diesel (diamonds shine on see through)
one-two punch like legal
one-two punch like lethal, d-mn

[chorus: don bodega]
i can’t help myself, i’m stuck on you
love’s a battle, but i’m calling truce
wishing you could walk up in my shoes
everything i felt, i gave to you

[outro: don bodega]
walk in my shoes
walk in my shoes
i’m stuck on you
i’m stuck on you

- don bodega

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