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letra de puppy eyes - marjorie -w.c. sinclair

[intro]
you know what people say
you’ve got to beat your record…
well 169 centimeters isn’t easy

[verse marjorie -w.c. sinclair]
spent summertime in poland baby mind broken
talking to the skeletons that she would hide inside her closet
them puppy eyes would make me sympathize with her emotions
and them yellow skies would paint a pretty picture of the moment
leather thigh highs she’s so s-xy can’t control myself
when she would come around dressed up like that i felt so overwhelmed
my car scented pineapple my chevrolet got totaled
so i hit the dealership and bought a 2020 volkswagen
it’s better off i die i’m just playing baby focus
take the day to f-cking try at least to change the way you roll
it’s kater on the stove evaporation made it sold
bout that favor that you owe me could we make it something more
lately i been over all the things that made me cold
burning bridges fast track living i had never paid the toll
i lost it all a thousand times nothing phase me anymore
five years later they said marjorie wc had changed the world
live life dangerous might not make to the morning
six kinds of pastry we hit charlotte for croissants
i could feel the time change every time they flew to boston
fell in love with they mind well she said take my tights off then
baby girl taste amazing like a white fin tuna sushi roll
love life and hate all the things that make it horrible
surprise my new ak got a red dot laser scope
762 china cartridges still hitting from afar
sunrise the lake would shine and glimmer in the distance
tell me everything you care about the most tonight and risk it
said the texture of her life felt like ocean water swimming
i wanna drown between her thighs and feel emotions off the ritalin
the cost of his life a lil too high so imma steal it
i seen 20 thousand turn to nothing turn to millions
was free falling faster than a private flight to venice
i fly anywhere for free cuz my new b-tch ah flight attendant
kilo of ketamine i see you still ain’t made a dent in it
we capped out his ism got some b-tches but ain’t sending ’em
i love my sister right or wrong i’ll k!ll for her forever
seen a better way to live my life but i don’t mind the pressure

- marjorie w c sinclair

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