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letra de bitch - elessar

[verse 1]
fine dining with dimes over fine wines at imàgo
b-tch with a fat -ss, barolo in her gl-ss, woah
so pour yourself a gl-ssful and smoke this hash ho
i’m an -ssh0l- with cash flow and i heard that you’re bashful
i’m brash so i’m not looking to travel past the present
so that h-ssle girl you would do best to forget it
i got stacks full, i’m ready and willing to spend it
living life the right way on holiday in venice
red and white accent the roast pheasant with lemon
i’m talking cases of wine, some effervescent
for you every present, no question, don’t ever stress it
we can corvette it, duet it, fur coats just to pet it
and my money for sure you can spend it
no way i say no even though i should suspend it
its almost funny when ya look at it from the outside
you got me spending like i’m an addict chasing highs
you know it’s true, where do you want head to boo
first cl-ss p-ss with hand rolled afghan gr-ss too
so why not relax and grab this cash, i’ll grab you
touch down in alsace so we can fill up our gl-ss
we can travel fast, i got cash to last for days
i’m so fly, g5 today to a chalet in the alps
sipping chardonnay on the way to my other house
today we in bombay, so you best loose the blouse
laying on the beach, tomorrow we probably in laos
then we in france, somewhere we can’t pr-nounce
balcony seats on broadway with feet up on the couch
on our way to the uk, of course you say you aroused
tomorrow we balling in holland, f-ck all my accounts
calling out any doubters, only family allowed around us
go to tokyo in a few hours, top of the skytree tower
taking champagne showers, arranging hand picked flowers
all this can be ours, b-tch, just suck this d-ck

[hook 1]
these are what i see when asleep in my dreams
when i’m snoring i’m soaring over seas
floating in airplanes and toasting champagne
pillow my p-ssport, living life in the fast lane
these are what i see in asleep in my dreams
when i’m zoning i’m floating over seas
coasting and toasting better days to you and me
boats, oceans, love potions that will never be

[verse 2]
and i don’t mind when reality snaps me back here
and i don’t fear losing my dreams of lear jets yet
women seem to love guys with tall stacks of cash
brash but not conceded, thought i needed that
just to get your attention, just to snap a head back
wealth adds dimension and often aids in retention
of those who are quick to slip into pretension that
ascension in life is like a storm, snaps in a flash
as i splash into the deep end of my above ground pool
how’s that sound to you is that cool so i ask would you
love me without money, still want to f-ck me honey
somebody bring in jamie fox for the f-cking hook
cause i ain’t saying you’re a f-cking gold digger
after all it’s the f-cking guys fault if you figure
that once i had all this f-cking money to offer you
i tossed it at you with every single sentence
about how you should f-ck me so you can see
italy and hawaii and france but that’s not romance
that’s throwing money at the problem on the off chance
it’s gets you to take your hands and unzip your pants
or makes you dance with me don’t you see
how everything i do is to attract you to me
cause i’m h-rny and i know you need funding
we all know every girl sucks for something
lobster dinners, new shoes or a diamond ring
abusing these losers, milking it for everything
cause furniture movers don’t do it when you own him
so when us men are c-mming, our wallets are going
he know where, there’s no need for you to show him
there’s no reason for you to care, so please just blow him
so he can have a good dream of his fantasy
now what part of this can’t you seem to see

[hook 2]
but honestly the misogyny i see in me bothers me
and so i’m asking is love just an overreaction
to our initial attractions, visual distractions
is love just a variable of stereotypical attractions
cause the misogyny i see in me bothers me
and so i’m asking is love just a cacophony
is love just a lottery, its gotta be
cause honestly i’m not what i aught to be

[verse 3]
i only spend time for s-x, not a complex truth
why would i try to deny thats she serves a use
time proves cherries and vermouth make her very loose
if we both used booze is it rape, i’m too confused
why do first views still set our nightly purviews
we looking for some delight to lock onto
and set our sights on, cause we get turned on
by what we supposedly see in our minds
but minds only see what the eyes provide
and what eyes provide is often in disguise
we fail to realize what’s inside unless it’s a prize
we can’t quantify and monetize the abstract mind
so guys devise and make up lies
about skinny thighs and skirts up high
get girls to buy make up, a guise
that guys make up to satisfy our desired design
if love is so blind than why do i constantly find
that all i want is a behind that pleases my eyes
according to what a teenage girl reads online
her cheekbones out value anything in her mind
the old tale tells us pride comes before the fall
all in all in the long haul, think i made the wrong call
and if ya visit and kick it in any dorm hall
a perplexing obsession with one night stands, no call
the week after, the idea is only met with laughter
if ya chat her after, chatter drops ya stature
in the eyes of ya female peers
now we’ve revealed the real fears
of guys telling lies who hide from rejection
but who am i to try to deny my affection
this is why i decide to provide a ride home now
this is why i try to subside my pride low now

- elessar

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