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letra de all fresh, no fill - hopie

verse 1:
hello, welcome to the mellow more chill
woman you adore all fresh no fill
i still coulda been all you lust for
gusto got you banging outside a shut door
let me spill it everything silly all truth for ya
nothing like em two cent lines you through fools
i am not tryna put in the work, i work fast
now you tryna backpedal so fast got whiplash
aw d-mn, if you only knew what you coulda had
you shoulda woulda gas laps on them other man
true i’m a challenger catch by all standards, i keep
your sh*t balanced correct you couldn’t handle i bet
nobody holding up a candle to the lady you let forget you
walk slow through a city of love alone
you fast forward
inconsiderate fool, what do you do when you lost hope?

chorus:
to cry for handsomer boy
to lean on, wouldn’t be good enough, for me ah
to cry for handsomer boy
to lean on, wouldn’t be good enough, for me ah

verse 2:
so it’s gotta be like that
a light that lit, boy you flicker
a slick whispers, you drown in dark liquor and
bitter as a pill you swallow it whole
poor soul, ain’t nobody got words to console you
told you never to test the chest plate
hope safe from the villainous games that boys play
so safe, every last breath you use
to push last minute text messages i snooze you lose
every single time you hear them shout, “hopie!”
probably only thing you think about – hopie
know me as a chick who slipped so far p-ssed your grip
and got away not a day too soon
and who’s you to be tellin’ my friends you f*cked up
no luck, ain’t nobody got ways to force love
tough times lay ahead of you now so get rest
i’ve been on a pedestal, sorry, you got left

chorus:
you, you knew the hand over [?]
and you take this awake with [?] sharing different heartbeats in one night

verse 3:
so take it easy on em ladies
some of these men pretend maybe they
want a fly chick with the sh*t on lock
but not all of them can handle all of your fly
if he doesn’t see eye to eye then ba-bye
but never would i meant to cause trouble or pain
no lame mothaf*cka attached to my name
so play on playa, go on do it no limits, toss
hopie has a trophy, you the winner of the biggest loss

chorus:
to cry for handsomer boy
to lean on, wouldn’t be good enough, for me ah
to cry for handsomer boy
to lean on, wouldn’t be good enough, for me ah

yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

- hopie

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