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letra de her art project - mikey quinn

[verse 1]
got a message on facebook, walk out, next door
knock on her door, she open the door, trip and fell on the floor
she like “can you help with my art project?”
i was like “sure”
got up, went to her room
walk in and saw her room plain and white
she turn the d-mn knob, the wall was bright
like i seen navi in sight
she brought out a large white cardboard
i was like “you have be to joking right?”
she like “nope”, i told her ” whats the slope?”
she like ” shut up or i’ll tie you up with this rope”
i sat down and stare at the wall
looking at the picture, and i know that she
went to the a ball
she told me to get the the paint
i told her ” you so quaint”
she like “thankyou how sweet”
i was like “aw…”
she like “aw my -ss, now help with me with this stuff”
as i grab the paint, i ask her who her ball date
she gave me a look, did finger sign like
i know how to rate
she open the paint and a hand pop out
i scream like iggy azalea
she look at me again, like i don’t i know what
i was talking about
all my friend call me from nevada
shit, my phone was ringing
pick up the phone, fake it, and start singing
she grab my phone, turn it off, and put it in her tits
i was like “really”
she like “yeah”

[hook]
can my day be done, i’m trap in the her room
this why i should never pick up that message
lemme help her finish art project (3x)
just let me finish it, please god, let me finish it

[verse 2]
her dad came home, open the door, fell on the floor
walk to the her room, the door was lock
she duct tape my mouth, went south, told her dad
that she doing her art project
her dad told her “have fun”
i nodding my head, as i saw the gun
i slowly walk and pick it up
but it’s was fake, i roll my eye
and i said “for god sake”
she like “you so funny”
as the day turn night, shit didn’t go right
she was crying, piss off like a lion
i came by too see if she alright
she look at me and said gwen stacy die
in the amazing spider-man 2
i was like “oh wow”, she couldn’t stop crying
my biggest problem, was i shouldn’t pick up the message
in the morning
i took all the color, dribbling, dealing, k!lling, and filling
work until 3 a.m, as time past, i’m done, i couldn’t last

[hook]
can my day be done, i’m trap in the her room
this why i should never pick up that message
lemme help her finish art project (3x)
just let me finish it, please god, let me finish it

[verse 3]
in the middle of the night
she took her blanket, put it over me
took her ipod put on r&b
she took off the duct tape, took a picture of the painting
and started her lp mixtape
the next morning, it’s was 8 a.m
got a call from sam, woke up smell ham
she took out my phone, gave to me
the phone was wet, wipe it on her playset
she came to school trying to act hardcore
students looking at her, like the hell wrong with her
she look at the boy and grrr!!
she came up chipping on her art project
telling her teacher that it’s be better than the princ-p-l d-ck
i told her to watch her mouth
she said “my bad”
i started mock her as she started to present
the cl-ss started to laugh, i look behind and saw
a girl taking a bath
she saying the same thing, stole a dude chicken wing
the project was over, i need a four leaf clover
i ain’t gonna do this ever again
walk out, and got drag out into some new
shit is about to happen again, like it always do
i smile, and said “no”
kept walking and finally did her project

[outro]
wow! that was weirdest thing ever, but who care
i got it done at least, not more project
i’m out

- mikey quinn

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