| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out…
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| When you make pain look this good it never wears out.
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| This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| While my sister was on stage, killin' it like a motherfucker,
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| I was enraged, feeling it like a motherfucker,
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| Bird in a cage, you would never know what I was dealing with…
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| Went out separate ways, but I was happy she was killin it.
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| Bittersweet, she was up, I was down…
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| No lie, I feel good for her, but what do I do now?
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| Forget the records. |
| Off the record—I was going through some bullshit
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| Post-survivor, she on fire, who wanna hear my bullshit?
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| Meanwhile this nigga putting his hands on me…
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| I swear y’all don’t know the half of this industry…
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out…
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| When you make pain look this good it never wears out.
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| And it’s almost been a decade…
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| I’m behind them black shades…
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| Roll up like it’s all good, right up out that escalade…
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| Fix my make-up, «Get it together, Kelly, get it together…»
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| Then we make up, «well get it together, nigga, get it together…»
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| Kinda lucky, I was in her shadow…
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| Phone call from my sister, «what's the matter?»
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| She said, «Oh no… baby… you gotta leave!»
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| I’m on the kitchen floor… he took the keys.
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| I was mad at everybody… I mean everybody…
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| Yeah, her, her, her her everybody…
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| Five years later, I got my shit down pat…
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| Think I had it good, and they don’t know how bad…
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| Fooled everybody, except myself…
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| Soaking in this hurt, bathing in the dirt…
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| Dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out…
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| When you make pain look this good it never wears out.
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| So here I am in the spin cycle,
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| We’re comin and we’re goin…
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| Nobody can know this…
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| And I was trapped in his house… Lyin' to my mama…
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| Thought it could get no worse as we maximize the drama
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| Started to call them people on him.
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| I was battered…
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| He hittin the window like it was me, until it shattered…
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| He pulled me out, he said, «Don't nobody love you but me…
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| Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not Bey.»
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| He turned me against my sister…
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| I missed ya.
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out…
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| When you make pain look this good it never wears out.
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| Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry…
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| Love is pain, and pain is love…
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| Yeah me fucked up… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty Laundry, artist - Kelly Rowland. Album song Talk A Good Game, in the genre R&B