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letra de where were you? - tom macdonald

[intro]
guess who doesn’t give a f-ck?
they call me mac, b-tch

[chorus]
i heard them talkin’ sh-t, i heard it straight from their girls mouth
at a party we were at in her house last night
where were you dawg? where were you? (i dunno)
where were you dawg? where were you? (not here)
i heard them talkin’ sh-t, i heard it straight from their girls mouth
at a party i was chillin’ at in her house last night
where were you dawg? where were you?
where were you dawg? where were you?
we don’t give a motherf-ck
we don’t give a motherf-ck at all
f-ck man, f-ck man, f-ck man don’t call back, they don’t mean nothin’
kick the b-tches the out condo, we gon’ pack it up and go
i heard them p-ssy boys is talking, we gon’ bring it to their door
i’m just creepin’ around with some pretty b-tches in the city
they tell me i’m the illest, i say i already know, hoe
[verse 1]
crosshair on they girls face, no crosses ’round my neck
if ecstasy with assist then i’ll call my whole team triple x
i don’t f-ck around with no rappers man, no f-ckboys in my circle
my kush purple, my drink purple, her p-ssy purple, well, pink-purple
i don’t talk sh-t, that is not my thing
not a cloud in the sky but my team still reigns
i’m just living on the edge but i have never paid my rent
and y’all still don’t quite get the picture like little fingerprints on your lens

[pre-chorus]
run it back to your whole crew
you gon’ need the help man
i’m runnin’ back to your girls house
i think i left my belt there, just kidding, but seriously i’m not kidding
i heard you talkin’ sh-t and she’s the one who said it wassup?

[chorus]
at a party i was chillin’ at in her house last night
where were you dawg? where were you?
where were you dawg? where were you?
kick the b-tches the out condo, we gon’ pack it up and go
i heard them p-ssy boys is talking, we gon’ bring it to their door
i’m just creepin’ around with some pretty b-tches in the city
they tell me i’m the illest, i say i already know, hoe
[verse 2]
we just partyin’ with a different crowed
no fitted caps or darkies on
no sweaty b-tches, no poppin’ molly
we poppin’ bottles till the early morning
they on one but we on two
they good now but we even better
whole team screamin’ “hail satan”, i just call that good weather
tell ’em that i don’t care, i got a ring inside my nose
keep hangin’ like my long hair, like your girl put that in rows
no baggy pants on my team, slim fits and plaid shirts
no paper bag on my team, besides your team’s princess
we don’t f-ck with movies if her face nice but her booty worn
we don’t see you fakers like a motherf-cking unicorn
we don’t hear the gossip till your girl here and she talking ’bout it
none of our f-cks have parents though, and we don’t give a motherf-ck, like

[outro]
b-tches i’m the illest
said, b-tches i’m the illest
b-tches i’m the illest
said, b-tches i’m the illest
i’m just creepin’ around with some pretty b-tches in the city
they tell me i’m the illest, i say i already know, hoe

- tom macdonald

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