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letra de apollo ★ - taé monroe

[intro]
(press here)
(loading xzibet files)
(xzibet files)
(first year animatronic devices loading)
(complete)
(loser, ew)
(the xzibet files are registering into the database)
h-llo students, and welcome to the exhibit of monroe
you will find the elements of r&b, pop, hip-hop, rock, and so much more
the exceptional artist has many qualities
but for now here’s a little something called “the introduction”

[verse 1]
thought i was gone, thought that i lost
didn’t know i pull strings, know that i floss
doubted my every move (uh-huh), counted me out
now i’m the conversation (mm-hm), talk of the town (yeah, yeah)
see, i’m foreign with it, take a tour up in it
yes, i ball ’til i fall, kitty galore up in it (yeah)
yes, i sprouted when they doubted everything i did around it
so astonished when i went and switched my lane, and what about it?
yo, mister, mister, what’s the issue? (huh?)
oh, they sick of monroe, n-ggas need a tissue (uh)
let these b-tches call the shots and they numbers ain’t pick up (brr)
it’s a habit, silly rabbit, go and give them tricks up
get the message, hope they catch it
call me ralph, i spit so reckless
see they want me in they circle (yeah, yeah), i’m the box that they ain’t checkin’ (uh)
when i’m steppin’ (yeah), it’s a blessin’
i’m a fetish (yeah), the obsession (yeah)
resurrection in the session, give ’em life with just a sentence, ugh (yeah)
[bridge]
i’m one of one
i pooch, i stunt (mm)

[verse 2]
i turn heads when i walk up in the buildin’
monroe be pushin’ cars, that roof ain’t got no ceilin’
i see they tried to steal my touch but couldn’t fill in
i’m catchin’ flights while these n-ggas be catchin’ feelings
you know the motto, them b-tches gonna follow
i got ’em talkin’ crazy on the tracks like they jaw broke
they see me in speakeasies gettin’ weezy off moscato
poppin’ bottles like a lotto, actin’ crazy, desperado
steppin’ into this, i’m true to this
exudin’ that exclusiveness
you n-ggas on hallucinogens
you think you better? ludacris
i’m on my throne, you clean my bones
better keep sh-t light, better watch yo’ tone
and my body off the hook, but i ain’t goin’ fishin’
ain’t about the bread? stay out my mentions

[outro]
oh, oh-oh (p-ss me off)
stay out my mansion (oh, oh, oh-oh)
stay out my mansion (oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)
okay, now you’re ready for the xzibet
okay, i-i-i don’t pay y’all just to sit around
come on

- tae monroe

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