| Ohhh, this shit is finished
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| Yeah
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| I know I’m the best at magic, my sex is ratchet
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| She ain’t get to have it, never texted asking
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| Out of nowhere she goes Inspector Gadget
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| Don’t wreck the palace, I have questions asked, they want me
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| Don’t disrespect me, Alice, she’ll blow up your phone or text of malice in grief
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| Envious dressing salad, she’s green
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| Tempted to text her back, it’s on read
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| She’s trying to press me flat like my jeans
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| Stacks in my jeans, stash for my queen
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| She’s got the fattest ass I done seen
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| I’m acting obscene, this acid is mean
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| She sent the message, acting OD
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| We haven’t even matched, cheat on chief
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| She always come right back to me, come right back to me, come right back to me
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| I know you more off fleek, more on fluke
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| I know we can’t be cool, you want me, I want you
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| I know we can’t be seen, we on creep, we on spoof
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| I know we, yeah, can’t split buns, can’t break truce
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| I know we can’t be we, I’ll be me just for you
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| You be you just for me, fuck for free, love your groove
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| I know you want my cheese, fuck my choose, yeah
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| I know she don’t love me, love my steesh, love my loot
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| I know me…
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| And I like to wear my heart on my sleeve
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| 200 dollars cost on my jeans
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| She like to try the waters but don’t stay long when the tide is large,
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| she a tease
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| Sometimes she drive a Charger skirt skeet
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| Sometimes she lies too much, she like:
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| «She tried to call, can’t find her charger»
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| I’d die if another guy die in a on me
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| Don’t disrespect me, Alice, play card right
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| Don’t ever wreck the palace
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| IG, stalking, Inspector Gadget
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| She gon start up a fire, she met her match, she needs *sseeshh*(?)
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| I know you more off fleek, more on fluke
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| I know we can’t be cool, you want me, I want you
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| I know we can’t be seen, we on creep, we on spoof
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| I know we, yeah, can’t split buns, can’t break truce
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| I know we can’t be we, I’ll be me just for you
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| You be you just for me, fuck for free, love your groove
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| I know you want my cheese, fuck my choose, yeah
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| I know she don’t love me, love my steesh, love my loot
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| I know you
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| More than you know yourself sometimes
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| I feel like you owe yourself some time
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| Wherever you are, I hope you find your peace of mind
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| Do you even know yourself sometimes?
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| Don’t even know what you’re trying to find
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| Focus on what you’re trying to hide |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cheese > Choose , by - Chuuwee. Song from the album Nimrod, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп