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letra de fur coats in the summer - empathy (aus)

[intro]
tendency or inclination under given circumstances

[verse 1]
scatter brain ’cause the packet flame
and its vac sealed with the cellophane
stole my chain ’cause she like the way
sh-t bouncing on her when she f-ckin’ me
procrastinate and you still sh-t
homie stealing for a meal sh-t
if i don’t appeal in this rappin’ field
then you’ll catch me stealing for a mil, b-tch
had lil’ boys, she want real d-ck now
tokin’ loud and getting d-cked down
she blew a pound, are you sh-ttin’ me?
can’t f-ck her if shе f-cked empathy
geeking white girls are off a bеan
and she calling like it don’t really mean
she tryna cut ’cause i got the cheese
and my eyes lower than the j-panese
arborist, the kid know his trees
arsonist, the flow fire, geez
blessed, f-ck it i ain’t even sneeze
way i’m blowing loud, i bet you feel the breeze
locksmith, she don’t need the keys
to put her face in it like maybelline
song like the weed, sh-t packed with heat
so i tell ’em this with no vacancy
[bridge]
f-ck 12, f-ck ’em (yeah dawg, uh)
we can’t f-ck with ’em
don’t cater for the radios
smoke triple js on ya patio
aye, aye, aye (aye aye)
notebooks by the boatload
of that dope sh-t in ya stereo
aye
aye, aye aye

[chorus]
i wear fur coats in the summer
’cause it’s f-ck yous i’m just different
sh-t is feelin like a suana
old hoes is still trippin’
i wear weed scents in the booth
cause it’s trauma dumps when im spittin’
went through three packs of that boof
just to get these couples tracks written

[verse 2]
she want young d-ck, hippie d-ck
peace, love and that acid drip
left my passion in a scary trip
forgot the baggage from overhead
when i’m passing sh-t, smokers etiquette
if you pass it back, best be ashing it
i don’t f-ck with incompetence in sh-t
that you claim you was og with
nah, bring that back
andre when i burn three stacks
bombay, she gon’ change her act
pearl harbour your plain attacks and hiroshima my flavoured raps
and it’s vapormax on a fly b-tch but she bugging out off a couple tabs
and i’m tripping too, so it’s “b-tch get back i’m on 15 caps”
[bridge]
f-ck 12, f-ck ’em (yeah dawg, uh)
we can’t f-ck with ’em
don’t cater for the radios
smoke triple js on ya patio
aye, aye, aye (aye aye)
notebooks by the boatload
of that dope sh-t in ya stereo
aye
aye, aye aye

[verse 3]
she
talk her sh-t, yeah my b-tch been different
riding solo dolo no b-tches with her
f-ckin’ up her ambitions
gon’ try say it ain’t realistic, yeah
pure dose of my karma
’cause the cheese on him like parma
i’m just different, f-cked up f-ck wit
wear fur coats in the summer b-tch
[outro]
i’m just different with it ya feel me
imma light one up before i record, imma go light one up right now man
different

- empathy aus

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