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letra de tsunami (hurricane / ain't my fault) - pi'erre bourne

[chorus]
hey
like a hurricane, i’ll make it flood (huh)
yeah, i need that dome
got me speedin’ home
like traffic tryna hold you up (ay)
doin’ laundry tryna fold you up (ay)
like a hurricane, i’ll make it flood (huh)
yeah, i need that dome
got me speedin’ home

[verse]
it get vicious, i don’t hog her
grab her by her waist till my arm hurt
make a p-ssy squirt, then my star burst
treat her like a ho, she for the plug, he don’t charge her
had to maximize the money, make it larger
yeah, i still won’t be richer than the carter
stack the paper up, like i’m in it up in harvard
n-gga mad, yeah, she on my line like a barber

[pre-chorus]
it ain’t my fault, she gon’ f-ck with a baller (with a baller)
it ain’t my fault, if we f-ck, i don’t call ya (i don’t call ya)
it ain’t my fault, if we f-ck, if she call me (if she call me)
it ain’t my fault, i get bucked like milwaukee (like milwaukee)
it ain’t my fault, she gon’ f-ck with a baller (with a baller)
it ain’t my fault, if we f-ck, i don’t call ya (i don’t call ya)
it ain’t my fault, if we f-ck, if she call me (if she call me)
it ain’t my fault, i get bucked like milwaukee (like milwaukee)

[verse]
so many bands, like a festival
everywhere i go, i make revenue
yeah, i’m still the same n-gga in a different room
yeah, these n-ggas and they feelings when they think we cool
yeah, i’m sorry that money turned me into scrooge
i got god on my side, i could never lose (ay)
hold on, you proud, f-ck it, never moves
if this sh-t was do or die, you would never do (ay)
i get fresh as death, walkin’ out the tomb
send a b-tch some flowers, make her p-ssy bloom
yeah, your ass so fat, you don’t gotta zoom
she show me her kit, like her p-ssy cool
now we best friends (we best friends), we was texting (we was texting)
she could teach me more (more), learn my lesson (learn my lesson)
made a better pool (made a better pool), she get wet again (wet again)
hey, you make me dizzy, all my days she spend
[chorus]
hey
like a hurricane, i’ll make it flood (huh)
yeah, i need that dome
got me speedin’ home
like traffic tryna hold you up (ay)
doin’ laundry tryna fold you up (ay)
like a hurricane, i’ll make it flood (huh)
yeah, i need that dome
got me speedin’ home

- pierre bourne

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