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letra de after hours - iv (rapper)

after hours lyrics
[chorus]
winner circle in this b-tch we don’t take loses
bad b-tch by my side she hangs with bosses
i sip codeine in my cup spills like a faucet
sipping on patron yeah it makes me nauseous
fake b-tch by my side so i stay cautious
i brought you them coaches
you my magic potion
got that pack
know i keep that tooley on me know i keep that strap
know these b-tches tweaking

[verse]
seen this bad b-tch and she puerto rican
she got me staring all night she got me geeking
freak talk to that b-tch she got me freaking
crying in the dark fight demons
late night in my room fighting demons
when i said i love you baby i mеan it
late night need your love b-tch i’m feigning
so high off thеse drugs i’m on venus
you push me to the edge i thought that the world end
spark my love like a fire got me burning
when you put that fire out you left me hurting
i was broke no couldn’t cop you that birkin
you left you said i don’t think it’s working
to drown out all my pain i pop me that percy
sorry for telling lies i didn’t mean to hurt yah
baby all i think about is our future
sipping on this alcohol just to drown my pain
it don’t work no more
i don’t f-ck with her
yeah, i kicked her straight up out the door
i can’t f-ck with her
can’t put my trust in a b-tch anymore
tell that b-tch that i skirr pull off in that aventador
the way i’m so high off these drugs no b-tch i do not touch the floor
i can’t not f-ck with no dirty b-tch yeah; i know she’s a wh0re
if a n-gga try to cross me know its bodies hit the floor
hit the floor
know she want some more
demons catching bodies after bodies they want more
get that b-tch so far away from me she over shores
yeah, b-tch you is boring
late nights it was pouring
tell that b-tch i floor it
i know that she’s boring
foreign b-tch yeah, i got me a tourist yeah
dora in that p-ssy yeah, i explore it
so, i take my shot tell that b-tch that i cannot forfeit
[chorus]
winner circle in this b-tch we don’t take loses
bad b-tch by my side she hang with bosses
i sip codeine in my cup spills like a faucet
sipping on patron yeah it make me nauseous
fake b-tch by my side so i stay cautious
i brought you them coaches
you my magic potion
got that pack
say i keep the strap so you know i never lack
know these b-tches tweaking

[verse 2]
seem this bad b-tch and she puerto rican
she got me staring all night she got me geeking
freak talk to that b-tch she got me freaking
crying in the dark fight demons

- iv rapper

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