| I show my ends she gone bend 'til her body break
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| Pack off that boat, out them crates, ven aqui get a taste
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| She got her nose on a plate and I can’t feel my face
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| Creased off that gin, she got cake, put me in my place
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| Black Telfar tote, platinum ropes, make me so vain
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| End of my rope, what is hope, make me feel pain
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| Fuck up my day, make me pay, make me feel angst
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| Make me feel angst, make me feel pain
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| Niggas pussy, see it in your eyes, I can smell it
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| You ain’t got to tell me niggas spies, know they telling
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| Too juicy, spread a bitch thighs and inhale it
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| Hit a loosey, nigga up the fye, interstellar
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| Shawty low, bitch hit the ground, hit the cellar
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| Best seller, I could write a book how to sell it
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| Type jealous, nigga do the most, overzealous
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| Potion too focused, drop a load in her pelvis
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| Off the potion, too damn throwed, applying pressure
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| Off the bottom shelf, trying to put her back together
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| Feel like I’m in Gotham, wearing all this black leather
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| Spoil her 'til she rotten, I could change the damn weather
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| Thunderstorm, oh, make it rain, make it hail
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| I could change your life, make it pain, make it hell
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| She just want to pipe, to get slain and get held
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| She don’t want the life, or the fame or the wealth
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| I show my ends she gone bend 'til her body break
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| Pack off that boat, out them crates, ven aqui get a taste
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| She got her nose on a plate and I can’t feel my face
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| Creased off that gin, she got cake, put me in my place
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| Black Telfar tote, platinum ropes, make me so vain
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| End of my rope, what is hope, make me feel pain
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| Fuck up my day, make me pay, make me feel angst
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| Make me feel angst, make me feel pain
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| Off the potion, too damn throwed, smoking reefer
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| Black jacket, blue denim jean like a greaser
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| Heard its static, fast on the scene with the dicky
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| Many men want to see me lean like I’m 50
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| Throwed with the team, off the pack and the whiskey
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| Eyes moving shift, 'bout to do something risky
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| Trying to see your lil bitch squirt like she Misty
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| You can see the devil in my eyes Lil' Nicky
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| Never seen a girl who hypnotize like you
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| Drop top like you, thick thighs like you
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| I got a thirst that the coke can’t quench
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| Need two cocaines, bring both your friends
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| I got a hurt that a perc can’t fix
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| Yeah its deep inside, yeah it lurk within
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| I’ve had pain rip apart my heart
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| I’ve come so far, now a nigga so hard
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| I show my ends she gone bend 'til her body break
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| Pack off that boat, out them crates, ven aqui get a taste
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| She got her nose on a plate and I can’t feel my face
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| Creased off that gin, she got cake, put me in my place
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| Black Telfar tote, platinum ropes, make me so vain
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| End of my rope, what is hope, make me feel pain
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| Fuck up my day, make me pay, make me feel angst
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| Make me feel angst, make me feel pain |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glutton , by - Father. Song from the album Tha Thingz I Do 4 Money, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп