letra de conversion 2 - jane remover
[intro]
boy, boy, boy, boy
boy, boy, boy, boy
b—
[chorus]
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend, ugh
i know where these b-tches sleep, see me in they dreams
p-p-put young jr on the court, b-tch, i’m makin’ that three
i-i-i been keeping that score since i learned how to read
[verse 1]
i get paid end of the week, you can buy everything, yeah, uh
i don’t even use this, baby, i don’t get to wasting, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, ayy, uh
used to sample screams, now i do that sh-t myself
uh, i go on stage, they scream ’cause these tickets f-ckin’ sеll, ayy
any b-tch that beef with me, i-i just pray they get somе help, uh
we say your name, it’s memes, if you laugh, go straight to h-ll
[chorus]
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend, ugh
i know where these b-tches sleep, see me in they dreams
p-p-put young jr on the court, b-tch, i’m makin’ that three
i-i-i been keeping that score since i learned how to read
[verse 2]
you ‘posed to be on my team, i’ma just let that bird go tweet
indie rock in a runway piece, you cannot find this sh-t on the street
i still rock that north face coat, this coachtopia bag on me
call up pse&g, that ho done switched up on me, uh
he call me a brat, like my fav’ color green, uh, uh
he call me a brat, like my fav’ color green, uh, uh
watch that sh-t go splat, it’s my enemies, uh, uh
watch that sh-t go splat, it’s my enemies, uh
i get paid end of the week, you can buy everything, yeah, uh
i don’t even use this, baby, i don’t get to wasting, uh, uh
[bridge]
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh (boy)
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh, uh
i’ma hit the stage in my prada frames, uh
[chorus]
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend, ugh
i know where these b-tches sleep, see me in they dreams
p-p-put young jr on the court, b-tch, i’m makin’ that three
i-i-i been keeping that score since i learned how to read
[post-chorus]
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that b-tch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
[outro]
yep, yep, yep, yep
yep, yep, yep
yep, yep, yep, yep
yep, yep, yep
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