| Finally got you out my bed
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| But I still can’t get you out my head, ooh, ooh
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| Finally got you out my bed
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| But I still can’t get you out my head, ooh, ooh
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| Distant lovers, but we off in the same bed
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| You said I never think 'bout you like I’m brain dead
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| High in this coupe, a pound of Runtz and a eight of red
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| Playin' with your pussy, wishin' that it was me instead
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| I wanna give, but tryna maintain a level head
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| I live with no regrets, I ain’t takin' back nothin' I said
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| The dick hit different when I pop a Perc' to the head
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| You my lil' G, no notary, I’m stampin' it
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| Flashbacks of us fuckin' in the rain, I still had on my chains
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| Thought I saw you, but you not here, you left a stain on my brain
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| Just accept my flaws and all the slime that it come with my nam
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| Niggas ain’t a factor, that’s a fact, they can’t play in my lane
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| Back seat of th Maybach, Presi' Rolex plain, grown mane
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| If you adore her, you gotta Dior her, ain’t no price range
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| Tell me this endless, show me you won’t run out on us
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| You say I’m not affectionate, it’s not my fault, I don’t know love
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| Always gettin' on your nerve, it be my choice of words
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| You got to be the one for me, look at all these hoes I curve
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| The blind can see how I’m comin', at least I’m raw and I’m honest
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| I’m not gon' play 'bout this woman, brain dead, you left me unconscious
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| Finally got you out my bed
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| But I still can’t get you out my head, ooh, ooh
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| Finally got you out my bed
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| But I still can’t get you out my head, ooh, ooh
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| Distant lovers, but we off in the same bed
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| You say I never think 'bout you like I’m brain dead
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| High in this coupe, a pound of Runtz and a eight of red
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| Playin' with your pussy, wishin' that it was me instead
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| Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
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| Hey babe, I’m just callin' to check on you, see where you at, what you doin'
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| Call me when you can, love you, bye
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| I’m not finna keep call your motherfuckin' phone, like
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| Call me the fuck back, drop your location, something
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| I’m gonna beat your ass, you got me fucked up
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| Call me back now
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| I’m sick of this shit, like, I’m done, I don’t know why you always do this shit
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| to me
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| Like, you waste my fuckin' time, all the time
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| All you have to do is call me back |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brain Dead, artist - Moneybagg Yo. Album song Code Red, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп