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letra de bionicle - sophie hunter

[chorus]
uh-huh uh-huh
looking like a stunna
funds go yada dada
money lingua franca
i can’t i can’t
be more iconic
ha ha ha jk
it’s just the start of the chronicle
got ’em bricked up, bionicle
any mention out of my mouth
is honorable
i gotta go off like sonic
ironic how i bring the drive in and
they back out automatic

[verse 1]
stick shift stick shift
i will brake a b-tch
if we’re being realistic
she’s a ponytail
baby i’m seabiscuit
she’s got all the sauce of a
four-cheese triscuit
blink and you’ll miss it
i’m miss fits
missing half my fit
with my tits out
cousin it’s my cousin
cause i’m it
suck a d-ck now
running man the way
i run it man
i got a new balance
each time i check on my account
i’ve got a few thousand
more questions for the near future
how am i both rookie and babe ruth? or
the great white hope like i’m narcan
or the popular vote?
or a good first-person shooter
for an empire on the ropes
i’m off my meds in the tesla
boutta overdose on cope
i’ve got the wettie et cetera
he can’t wait ’til we get home
we’re heavy petting competitive
ooh he’s swerving on the road
hands all on my curves
i need it fast and then i go
he’ll tell his kids bout this night
but i never saved him in my phone
[chorus]
uh-huh uh-huh
looking like a stunna
funds go yada dada
money lingua franca
i can’t i can’t
be more iconic
ha ha ha jk
it’s just the start of the chronicle
got ’em bricked up, bionicle
any mention out of my mouth
is honorable
i gotta go off like sonic
ironic how i bring the drive in and
they back out automatic

[verse 2]
looking around
don’t see the compet-ish
i do my own thing, own lane
and i’m on a mish
ya ya
to escape my own misery
even just for a bit
even just for the bit
i get even with every b-tch
i get evenings very lit
i need three innings at minimum
maximum appetite
insatiable vacuum
i got a gut feeling that
tonight’s fella is packing it
stand up when he hit it
that’s the happen stance
that’s his happy dance
i got a packed wood
i’m wishing that a b-tch would
i’m sweeter than a swisher and
i switch it up like mad good
i got a fat b-tt and a good cook
not a good cook but
he keeps on coming back to
crack it open like a scr-pbook
cha cha cha cha
flash the camera back
with my bra off
chronically brilliant a
chemical phenomenon
living out my lore
you can’t afford
your local comic con
yeah you really ate
like it was midday during ramadan
[chorus]
mashallah
looking like a stunna
funds go yada dada
money lingua franca
i can’t i can’t
be more iconic
ha ha ha jk
it’s just the start of the chronicle
got ’em bricked up, bionicle
any mention out of my mouth
is honorable
i gotta go off like sonic
ironic how i bring the drive in and
they back out automatic

[outro]
kim, there’s people
that are dying, starving
cause i ate it all
spit on ’em
don’t worry darling
shakespeare was a woman and
that woman is jack harlow
just kidding it’s me and
this line is sponsored by target
i’m lowering the bar baby limbo
i write for lower back tats
this goes out to my bimbos
this goes out to their lovers and
their lookie-loos alike
this ass doesn’t quit and so
neither do i

- sophie hunter

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