| Mac and cheese up in the oven‚ grandma finished cookin'
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| Thanksgiving 'round the corner‚ need banana pudding
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| Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn’t
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| Might not make it to Christmas
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| But I’m hoping and I’m pushing for a better day
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| A good day in the making‚ but you never stay
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| I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga
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| Why you fakin' on the real? |
| (Uh‚ yeah, yeah)
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| You see I brought you home to mama
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| Introduced you to my cousins
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| Met my aunties and my uncles
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| Know they crazy, they be buggin'‚ but
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| Promise that I got you, didn’t bring you here for nothin'
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| Know we fightin', plus the arguments just lead into the fucking
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| Though some things never rearrange, I know we needin' change
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| Altogether through a deeper lane, come through, release the pain
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| I can be your ibuprofen, keep it real what I be hoping
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| Know you see all of it’s destined, yeah, our shit was highly chosen
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| By the universe, the stars align, your love is far divine
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| Plus I’m really glad you keep it G, that shit is hard to find
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| Not to mention my intentions was always evolving time
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| Girl, I hope I’m in your future 'cause I know you fall in mine, uh
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| Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin'
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| Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding
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| Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn’t
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| Might not make it to Christmas
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| But I’m hoping and I’m pushing for a better day
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| A good day in the making, but you never stay
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| I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga
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| Why you fakin' on the real? |
| (Yeah, yeah)
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| You see I’ve always been an overthinker
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| I’ve always been the type to analyze
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| To no surprise that you hold the team up
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| The way this ship was built, there’s no way that the loads could sink us
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| A humble shawty, model type, walking Vogue demeanor
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| But anyway, through many days
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| We on the block where Jenny stays
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| Honey baked ham with Henny glaze
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| Abraham inheritance, shawty, we plenty paid
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| Bonnie Clyde high speed chase, a renegade, but
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| Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin'
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| Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding
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| Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn’t
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| Might not make it to Christmas
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| But I’m hoping and I’m pushing for a better day
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| A good day in the making, but you never stay
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| I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga
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| Why you fakin' on the real? |
| (Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thanksgiving, artist - YBN Cordae. Album song The Lost Boy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп