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letra de euphoric remix - ice spice & dusty locane

[intro: ice spice]
stop playin’ with ’em, riot
grrah

[chorus: ice spice]
sh-ttin’ on b-tches my hobby
i be goin’ dumb and i’m feelin’ euphoric (grrah)
we go like whitney and bobby
that n-gga a fiend, i could tell he adore it (grr, grrah)
i made ’em forfeit (forfeit)
when it comes to these b-tches, i feel like they lost it (grrah)
i’m ’bout to throw it
first, they ignore me, but n-ggas is startin’ to notice
[verse 1: ice spice]
these b-tches ain’t from where i’m from (grrah)
i’m from the x, beat on the b-tch like it’s fun (like it’s fun)
d-mn, i’m so pretty and young
they say i’m next, like, “ice spice, you really the one” (i’m next)
think that she mad ’cause i’m takin’ her spot
b-tches be needin’ n-ggas to get hot, like (like, what?)
b-tch, i’m a baddie, i’m used to the spotlight (grrah-grrah)
don’t you compare me to b-tche i’m not, like (suck my d-ck)
grrah, i got issues
think i’m a b-tch, then come see what this b-tch do
you hop out the v and i promise i’d blitz you
if you not my n-gga, then why would i kiss you? (why would i kiss you?)
you crazy? you stupid?
give you my heart, like you better not lose it (facts)
f-ck on you bro like this sh-t is amusin’ (word)
grrah

[chorus: ice spice & dusty locane]
sh-ttin’ on b-tches my hobby
i be goin’ dumb and i’m feelin’ euphoric (grrah, euphoric)
we go like whitney and bobby
that n-gga a fiend, i could tell he adore it (grr, grrah, i adore it)
i made ’em forfeit (forfeit, forfeit)
when it comes to these b-tches, i feel like they lost it (grrah, hmm)
i’m ’bout to throw it (feva)
first they ignore me, but n-ggas is startin’ to notice (huh? look)
[verse 2: dusty locane]
pass the opp pack so n-ggas could roll it (roll it)
i’m [?] but i’m feelin’ like [?]
from the east but [?] like the west
if you [?], i’m the first n-gga totin’ (totin’)
yeah, i know how these old n-ggas on my d-ck
tryna [?]
in the back of the maybach with a baddie (baddie)
suck me up while we coastin’ (coastin’)
if i eat, then my n-ggas gon’ eat too (they gon’ eat)
like glass ya’ n-ggas is see-through
say you loyal but i ain’t believe you
see the hate in your eyes, i breed you
ain’t one ready to drill a fact (ain’t one)
knocks on your body, you still got clapped
f-ck on this b-tch, pass her to kev (yo, kev’)
and the rest of the k!llers react (rrr)

- ice spice dusty locane

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