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letra de crazy dream - gloss up

[intro]
h-llo?
b-tch, where you at?
i’m at home, what’s wrong?
b-tch, you need to come get me, i’m trapped in the closet at this n-gga house
you trapped in the closet, b-tch?
i’m over here at this n-gga house, the n-gga who been trickin’ on me, b-tch
b-tch, i’m on my way, tell me what’s wrong (6lement)
what happened? i’m listenin’ (listen)

[verse 1]
remember that n-gga i told you i met when i was at the mall? (yeah)
same n-gga that bought me that bag at the chanel store? (uh-huh, yeah)
he started payin’ all of my bills, he say he wanted a family (he said that?)
he started doin’ more sh-t for my kids than my baby daddy (d-mn)
he talk nice to me, jewelry store, he put ice on me
comin’ home every night to me (every night?), tryin’ his best to do right by me
truth be told, i ain’t like dude (why not?), i couldn’t do what i wanted to (oh, okay)
leave the house with an attitude, then go link with my other boo

[interlude]
d-mn, b-tch, you bullsh-ttin’
b-tch, i know i’m bullsh-ttin’, you don’t gotta tell me i’m bullsh-ttin’, but listen, b-tch
it’s more to the motherf-ckin’ story, b-tch
just listen (what?)
what you mean it’s more to the story?
what the f-ck is goin’ on?
[verse 2]
he had the money, power, and respect (uh-huh?)
that sh-t there was gettin’ my p-ssy wet (i feel you)
used to wanna f-ck him all night
n-gga used to f-ck like an old man (d-mn)
cummin’ fast, couldn’t last
d-ck was trash, i was over that (what the f-ck?)
met another n-gga in the nfl (uh-huh?)
throwin’ that d-ck like a quarterback (d-mn)

[interlude]
b-tch, i know d-mn well you ain’t start cheatin’ on that n-gga

[verse 3]
b-tch, i was lyin’ and cheatin’, i was takin’ trips every weekend
i was with my sneaky link linkin’, i was out late night creepin’
i had another phone i was hidin’, left it on the dresser and he peeped it
before i could sn-tch it, he was scrollin’, all through the messages, readin’
could tell by his facial expressions this n-gga ’bouta turn into a demon

[interlude]
oh my gosh, b-tch, he heard
that’s him?
he done motherf-ckin’ found me in this motherf-ckin’ closet, b-tch
b-tch, he got you f-cked up
hurry up
you here?
i’m finna get this n-gga
b-tch, i’m scared, please hurry up
[verse 4]
b-tch, i’m comin’ through the door
be quiet, don’t talk no more
let me make sure my strap c-cked back
okay, i’m ready, let’s go
b-tch, know you dead-ass wrong
i’ma ride with you right or wrong
you been playin’ these n-ggas too long
too grown, should’ve been had your own
chasin’ the bags and the gifts
all these expensive-ass trips
you ain’t invest in no business
b-tch ain’t even on sh-t, f-ck?

[outro]
n-gga, get the f-ck back
what the h-ll, b-tch? you a clone or somethin’?
n-gga, do i look like a motherf-ckin’ clone?
b-tch, i’m motherf-ckin’ jerrica, big jerrica to be exact
i’m the one that don’t give a f-ck about no motherf-ckin’ money, no fame, this internet-ass sh-t
get the f-ck away from that motherf-ckin’ closet, n-gga
b-tch, f-ck you and gloss, i’ll off both of you p-ssy-ass hoes
b-tch, what the f-ck? you just k!lled this n-gga?
i know, b-tch, now let’s get the f-ck up outta here
b-tch, i love you so f-ckin’ much, b-tch, you just saved my motherf-ckin’ life
yeah, yeah, b-tch, i love you too, ho
stupid-ass b-tch, let’s go

- gloss up

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