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letra de ​​​​​​thirteen - ​lake michigan yacht club

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[intro: still-life starlet]
your ass wouldn’t last thirteen minutes (thirteen minutes)
f-ck a delay, we here, b-tch

[chorus: chicagoland]
don’t think you got away just ’cause you livin’ free
you still gonna pay, just send that sh-t to me
i don’t f-ck around with no tomfoolery
you got thirteen minutes for your last words so hurry

[verse 1: chicagoland & still-life starlet]
we got a diss for you on lmyc2
you gon’ act like a fan ’cause that sh-t for you
i went from trash to cash and brought him with me too
it was the nice thing to do but your ass don’t got a clue
you the opener that everybody skip
we the main event, breakin’ records, b-tch
overnight success takes a lot of daddy’s money
you laugh in the parking lot but ain’t sh-t funny

[chorus: chicagoland]
don’t think you got away just ’cause you livin’ free
you still gonna pay, just send that sh-t to me
i don’t f-ck around with no tomfoolery
you got thirteen minutes for your last words so hurry
[verse 2: chicagoland & still-life starlet]
f-ck a gp, i’m a gangster paid
you stay missin’ me while i’m gettin’ laid
i’m at the gas station lookin’ to buy some raid®
you’re stuck in some sh-t that you can’t undo
and i’m locked in stronger than some glitter glue
i’m embarrassed for you, hope it’s a ritual
you wouldn’t get a simile, take sh-t literal
ain’t no simile when he’s kissin’ me
i send you to 414, that’s some felicity
you open up to someone, that’s some fishery
i put your apology in watch later
like h[ ]nter said, f-ck this sh-t, i’m a hater
don’t remind me that i loved a player

[chorus: chicagoland]
don’t think you got away just ’cause you livin’ free
you still gonna pay, just send that sh-t to me
i don’t f-ck around with no tomfoolery
you got thirteen minutes for your last words so hurry

[outro: still-life starlet & chicagoland]
your ass wouldn’t last thirteen minutes
from trash to cash
your ass don’t got a clue
we the main event, breakin’ records, b-tch
takes a lot of daddy’s money
in the parking lot, ain’t sh-t funny
i’m gangster paid
i’m in the gas station lookin’ to buy some raid® (raid®)
i’m locked in stronger than some glitter glue
embarrassed for you, it’s a ritual
ain’t no simile
i put your apology in watch later
don’t remind me that i loved—

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