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letra de quarantine (baby freestyle) - rhymewords

[verse 1: rephrase]
working from home, fifth harmony
your b-tch was so bored that she videocalled me
i got the b-lls, said “b-tch, you’re ugly”
then settin’ my phone on airplane, kobe
“b-i-l-l-e”, she’s so dumb she can’t put a spell on me even if her name’s hermione
grab hold of my magic wand, please, go down on my harry potty
rappin’ h-lla sicker than ebola in a boomer with a zika and corona
with a cigar, in a coma by the side of a coroner
buddy, never ever cower, listen, no more feelin’ sour
you ain’t dora the explorer, do not question the idea
take a minute, take an hour in the shower to evaluate this sorrow
see the godd-mn positivity in every situation
do a lot of funny activities, so many examples
go to make another baby, no, i’m kidding
better get a novel hobby, put the mentos in a bottle full of sodas
god’ll never give a burden beyond our f-ckin’ power
if your body’s temperature goin’ higher than a tower
get a paramedic ‘fore a bitter thingamajig show up
sip a cup of sanitizer if you wanna die slower
know it’s harder than a b-n-r, everybody’s in the bottom and the boredom’s takin’ over
but i’m better ballin’ like i’m maradona
hol’ up, bada bing bada boom, gotta speak in the zoom
ain’t no time givin’ sh-t ’bout the doomsday
when i say rapid test, that doesn’t mean i’m positive
i mean only 11 secs before the quiz finally ends
ain’t no givin’ in, well, better hope i’m givin’ in essays on the due dates, b-tch!

[verse 2: wyllable]
i’ll guarantee in this quarantine
you all crazily want to party like sweet seventeen
move the body, right?
uh, every f-cking day is boring
have to bully my sister every morning
drawing a girl in my sketchup
then i stalk my crush instagram
pull up like i’m in the gym
everyday i chat through line
maybe somebody wants to chat me
sing the public’s make you mine
that tiktok song made me so happy
yeah, talk to the wall, walk through the hall
i squat, i sit, i stand, i quit
smile in the mirror, keep dropping the tear
look at my screen, yeah, i miss my friends
thinking about the future i miss
go to toilet, takin’ a sleep
google the cat photo, it’s bad
got that yummy yum, desp-cito
wait, what the f-ck? it’s a wrong song!
get to vloggin’ then i’m takin selfies
open the fridge, close it again
open the fridge and i close it again
talk to my fan (yes, i mean this)
(you smelly!) wait, what? (take a bath!)
yes mom! my towel (where, bro?), gimme that now (right)
would you just share, comment and like?
’cause i’m makin’ bread and drinking milo
go back to the bed and my stinking pillow
slap and then knock motherf-ckin’ flies
screaming out “f-ck coronavirus!”

- rhymewords

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