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letra de first - hazell

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[hazel]

selling merch, no hoe, go the church (yeah, yeah)
put a prayer on the top like a b-tch (yeah, yeah)
gang sh-t being wet like a perch (yeah, yeah)
but imma take off like the m-th-f-ckin lurch (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]

watch me at the top, glitter on the cut crease (b-tch)
when i pull up with the ice, go keep on freeze (prrrr)
flow harder, faster than the hot heels, feels (ooh, ooh)
can’t be real on the red heels, please let it tease (red bottoms, yeah)

flashing with lights like a saint, put a remark paint
on ya head, smelling blue like a silver chain (bling, bling)
f-ck around, it’s the hate on the f-cking train
drip like i rain, think i fade? no b-tch i ain’t

this game is a crib, yeah, yeah i’m the resident (resident)
you a d-mn princess i’m the brown president (barack obama)
these words be the evidence, sum arrogance
sum elegance, drinking rhymes like an elephant (ooh, yeah)

watch me swerve on the t-tle, keeping up some fighters (fighters)
raising as a girl made me thrilla, yeah, micheal (mj)
let me help you, by adding the subt-tles
don’t keep a track or you gon’ be suicidal (k!ll yourself)

you be hating -ss h-tta, you be joe budden (b-tch n-gga)
don’t press on these b-ttons, light like the cottons (yeah)
my lips are mad s-xy, use sum cherry puckers (pout sounds)
if i drag you, you gon be a mad, mad mudder

[bridge]

where’s yo mother, is she out the like a cutter?
brought the f-cking blanks, cuz i need big -ss cuddlers
keep the growing, no game for snitches or the lil toddlers
bruddas or the hittas, maybe riders, beatles or the bubbles (ah)

[verse 2]

eating some good pudding, hoodie on my boodie (yeah)
riding on the bike like i’m ready, forgive me daddy
all the sh-t i be lately doing maybe
no fendi nor gucci, only good vibes or good energy (energy, b-tch)

writing verses like pretty strong medicine (medicine)
ig being priv, let in sum sum good’ers in (f-cking haters)
i hate ghosts, i don’t f-ck with the guy, pardison
i put shimmer on the game like the baddie edison

riding on the italian, big one, ain’t the pizza
he be trifling on me like a huge good giza
he full of typa sh-t, he a whole dark mezza (mezza)
fully controlled, he call me queen m-ssah

[bridge 2]

mark my words, keep two worlds
get them reversed, cursed verse
open yo mind, get clean, kiss his curls
burst feelings, hide yo purse
stupid girls on the burns
never learns, always turns, never earns, yeah

so shook got the lace, like i’m on the road race
put them spalm on my face, palms to the grace (to the grace, b-tch!)
vera put you down, calms you like a collard haze (collard haze)
cuz i’m a hazel haze, blasting like a bold case (hey, y’all)

i ain’t rookie, i ain’t the rookie mira (baller)
i don’t need any man cuz i’m a pretty baller (hazel, yeah)
peep the bronze glow, let me say, b-tch hola hola
no advice, honey, only get some good dollars (only money, b-tch)
all these b-tches coming through my veins

[outro talks] [f2r]

mother, freak!

- hazell

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