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letra de valentine - quincy vidal

[hook: ce]

i’ve never been good at valentine’s day
i must like to be lonely
red’s never been my color, babe
pink is kind of phony
see i figured why i’m on my own is ’cause cupid couldn’t find me
so if he want some, tell that motherf-cker
he can come and try me

[verse 1: ce]

something ’bout the winter got a n-gga like
f-ck love, on the real, right?
i don’t need love motherf-cker, sh-t, goodnight
then i wake with a wrinkle in my brow, like
that gon’ be there
f-ck cupid n-gga, he square
type of n-gga that don’t be fair
he a b-tch, spare clip on his hip
and a grip on the b-tch
motherf-cker see if ce care
four chambers on me
wanna flex your steel? steel’s no danger to me
i keep one tucked at the chest
if a b-tch wanna flex
blap blap blap blap b-tch rest, b-tch
no respite
i’m on to the next b-tch
with a pen and a checklist
see the beast is, hard to hyde
when you livin’ your life fakin’ like you jekyll-ish
i know i’m a d-ck
you know i’m a d-ck, why you think i stay grippin’ my sh-t?
why you think when we split, i’m a pr-ck?
i’m a b-tch, i don’t want no other dudes in your sh-t
see i’m a coward but i still got nuts
i’ll be d-mned if i give them to a chick that don’t trust me
but f-ck it if she ain’t got a point…
”cause i’ll turn and around and give them to a b-tch that don’t love me
uh

[bridge 1: ce]

won’t you be my valentine?
let’s wait until the cold is gone
won’t you be my valentine?
don’t wanna write no more lonely songs

[verse 2: le’asha julius]

f-ck your heart
your heart got a hole
blacker than your skin
darker as it grow
you a hoe
no self control want your d-ck blown
thinking with your d-ck make you stupid not strong
i’m groaning and moaning on mornings i smoke
mourning relationship’s over
you slipped like a b-tch
let her grip your sh-t
then giving me jewelry like merry christmas
you a n-gga pulling the trigger
c-m shot bigger and bigger
sending bullets to women thicker and thicker
get between her legs just l1ck her and l1ck her
i’m knocking back bottles more liquor more liquor
didn’t feel like f-cking up no b-tches today
f-ck you, f-ck her
our trust flown away
i busted you while you busting a nut
i should call my n-ggas to come f-ck you up
but i want the punch
bust in your face ’cause you bust on her face
but the pain ain’t the same
this ain’t no love i should’ve been your l-st
you had every liberty to keep the s-x between us
but i wasn’t enough
i let you do anything
freak me on free will
but you feigning, out for a freak fill
so i’m leaving, go harvest your freak field

[bridge 2: le’asha julius]

i bet you think this song about you
i bet you think
i bet you think this song about you
i bet you think
i bet you know this song about you
i bet you know
i bet you know this song about you
yeah
another one of those n-ggas

[hook 2x]

[outro]

- quincy vidal

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