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letra de thugs get lonely - swipey

[hook: mali mercury]
sippin’ a whole lot of actavis got me activated and i’m lost
me & my n-gg-s we came to impress the women we gon’ buy out the bar
i see a whole lot of women i can take home [?]
dirty sprite got me havin’ double vision [?]
baby can you love me love me love me love me love me just love me for a second (2x)
all thugs get lonely ain’t no [?]
[?]

[verse 1: swipey]
i get lonely sometimes, i get lonely sometimes
livin’ life movin’ too fast, i wish i could press rewind
fly as birdie no lyin’, stay with that chicken no fryin’
sippin’ on purple no wine, i’m leanin’ my sit on recline
my og don’t f-ck with no swine
these my brothers these my whole slimes
only pour it if it’s four lines
two phones she call both lines
she say she love me and i say love her too
but i know d-mn well that we both lyin’
smokin’ og out da zip, pourin’ liquor bout 5th
can’t get over the old times
i just need you love me for a second
love me love me love me for a second
let me kid cudi for a second
come and be my buddy for a second
give me that cake it’s my birthday
treat a bad b-tch in the worse way
southeast i come from the worse place
this ain’t no trap it’s a work place
can’t you just love me a little bit
sh-t she know that i’m full of it
i swipe yo b-tch and get rid of it
d-ck is so high can’t remember it
they hatin’ on me but i figured it
run up a check i six figured it
throw up the money i’m sick wit’ it
my b-tch a queen bee she gon’ stick wit’ it

[verse 2: d boy keon]
tell me how could i get lonely, wit’ all this gas on me
wit’ all this swag on me, i keep a bag on me
look thugs need love too, trappin’ f-ck the curfew
you f-ck wit’ me i f-ck wit’ you, you lovin’ me i’m f-ckin you
keep a bad b-tch or two, cut it if you trippin’ boo
see this what good d-ck will do, i could fix that att-tude
you ain’t f-ckin wit a n-gg- like me
keeps it og, smokin’ og, nats on me got racks on me
straps on me but i keep it lowkey
stay on my street, late night tip
she call me all up for the late night d-ck
stop at the liq then i cop me a 5th
all the patrón bout to crush this b-tch
hop in the whip then i roll up a spliff
take me a sip yeah a young n-gg- bent
yeah a young n-gg- went so hard in this sh-t
got the p-ssy c-mmin’ on all on my d-ck (aye)
they say them thugs need love to
i’m in the hood pumpin’ drugs boo
call me when you want i’ll come through
aye beat it up w-ssup to the avenue

- swipey

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