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letra de 3bee - gromit the omlette

[intro]
free sp-ce

[chorus]
b-tch, you smell like reggie
get the f-ck off of me, jenny
b-tch, you smell like reggie
get the f-ck off of me, jenny

[verse 1]
she don’t wanna play no more
calling up the [?], talking bout the repos
jenny always been a b-tch, jenny always been a b-tch
she don’t wanna play no more
calling up the church group, talking ’bout the weed bros
jenny always been a b-tch, jenny always been a b-tch

[chorus]
b-tch, you smell like reggie
get the f-ck off of me, jenny
b-tch, you smell like reggie
get the f-ck off of me, jenny

[verse 2]
man, i’m so tired of these b-tches
all i do is love them and they keep on ditching
.45 done kept me bricked, .45 done kept me bricked
man, i’m so tired of these b-tches
cap a couple muhf-ckas, then we start ditching
.45 done kept me bricked, one day my reciever cl!cked
[verse 3]
alright man, i be telling you, and i ain’t gotta lie
jenny really only one that stuck around and liked my style
but any time i think of her, i wanna start swinging
any time i needed her, i tend to start drinking
f-ck jenny, drink plenty, never needed that many
had about a half a glass, jenny talking up my ass
whipped out the pistol, racked it like i’m rackaracka
squeezed on the trigger, but i never heard the blakka-blakka

[verse 4]
blade pierced through his chest, kitchen style, dull at best
coated the room in a sea of pulp, red mess
b-tch he dead, b-tch he dead, b-tch he dead, b-tch he dead
dived out the back window, sirens lit the ceiling red
homemade firework of blood [?] like it was a dud
blew it out into the sea, for you and me, she’s in the mud
her shirt was plain white, night time coated the sight
calling out for help like she’s trying to dodge out of a fight

- gromit the omlette

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