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All Speakers Go To Heaven

Lucy Bedroque

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Let's go
Oy
Yeah, yeah, oy

Hibachi make her clothes disappear
My bitch gon' make these hoes disappear
I'll make 'em wish they never came here
Smoked a bankroll, Novocaine clear, Novocaine cold
Runnin' for your life
Why these pussies playin' with the guy?
M-miss my dogs, it opened my eyes
But it ain't gon' stop me seein' from the lies
From your li

You still want Nicky, and I used to wan' care
You still— you still want Nicky, and I used to wan' care
Y-you still want them tricky bitches playin' with my feel—
You still— you still want them
tricky bitch playin' with my feels
Ooh, yeah, yeah

Motherfucker
Sli— slide through your window, ho
Get your nigga gone, turn you to a widow, ho
He tried— he tried to do some damage, it was minimal
Picked her up, I used my wings, then I sent her home
She do everything I say, give her what she want
She beggin', put it in her face, man, I love that talk
A-a-a-and this dick is what she manifested with her mouth
Took the keys, I'll prolly gas that bitch
I'm goin' south, woah
I'ma drop 100K, ain't nothin'
I ain't drop in hundred days, ain't nothin'
Fuck the ho live, I raised a—
Fu-fu-fu-fuck the ho live, I raised a slut
I remember, used to want AJ, yeah
so I took that belt from a motherfuckin' pawn
Smoke out the pound every day-day
ask if I give a fuck care what you say-say, yeah
See the change, yeah
they was on dick every motherfuckin' day-day, yeah
Got a— got a Drac'-Drac', flash on a pussy
if he really try to play-play, yeah
I'm on a different wavelength, never got caught
all these niggas on the same thing, yeah
Boys all late, they hatin' on the kid
but a motherfucker unfazed, they love me, yeah

They love me, yeah
Save me

Rollin', molly jaw
Love it, yeah, they holler and they yell
I just dropped, make a holiday chill
I just— I just dropped, make a holiday chill

Hibachi make her clothes disappear
My bitch gon' make these hoes disappear
I'll make 'em wish they never came here
Smoked a bankroll, Novocaine clear, Novocaine cold
Runnin' for your life
Why these pussies playin' with the guy?
M-miss my dogs, it opened my eyes
But it ain't gon' stop me seein' from the lies
From your li
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