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Correct Edward Scissorhands Lyrics
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[Chorus: Joseph Chilliams] Mm, ay, you don't gotta trim your bush You don’t gotta Edward Scissorhands I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge, man, fuck a middleman You fucked my head up last time so you know I'm tryna hit again Last time me and squad popped up we was tourin’ in the van [Verse 1: Joseph Chilliams] Niggas pull up with that Smith and I feel like Morrissey Please, don't be afraid to block a nigga if you're really tired ignorin' me When people watch me eat food in public it kinda feel like a orgy Fuck you doin', tellin' us to stop, you don't even have the authority That nigga broke your heart? Come and fuck wit' me, you’ll never get hurt again I’m tryna eat your pussy after I take you out like Francis Ferdinand Skip them other niggas like some UNO cards, and it's your turn again Stop tryna fuck wit’ them hats off like when Bobby Shmurda dance [Chorus: Joseph Chilliams] You don't gotta trim your bush You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge, man, fuck a middleman You fucked my head up last time so you know I’m tryna hit again Last time me and squad popped up we was tourin' in the van [Verse 2: Saba] Uh, niggas goofy like Mongo Mundane, I got chains, ain't no chants though Ooh, I put babes in the front row Where y'all at? Niggas trash just like compost Back, okay, so raise the bar, Babe Ruth She look right then, like a officer, I'm gon' shoot Today we eatin' Japanese, had miso soup She say I'm the truth, I say, "That's so true" West Side, raise 'em, I should get that tattoo Tony Parker, pick and roll, Euro-step, Manu Your boyfriend a teddy bear he should be in Ted 2 Hold my girl down, Remy Ma, Papoose Try to interview me, I ain't wanna go in-depth But no idea of anything I said, I manifest Work hella hard, nigga, no sleep I can't rest That's why they fuck wit' the bro just like incest [Chorus: Joseph Chilliams] You don't gotta trim your bush You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge, man, fuck a middleman You fucked my head up last time so you know I'm tryna hit again Last time me and squad popped up we was tourin' in the van [Verse 3: Jean Deaux] I'm finna appease some pressure I'm my momma seed, do devilish things Whenever you need refreshers Don't owe me, your B remembers Movin' snow it feel like three Decembers Can't tell it all, got a decent image Get up off your knees, why you look to the east? Where all the hoes need a limit Real bitch been down since zero, I think I need a minute Send a bag, send bills, send Euros Save it all when you trick off like a weirdo Jump off the porch like a hero Fuck a Suwoop nigga named Cripple Bottom line is I don't wanna hear scribble At these weak inc's, know I'm at the head All my niggas come blowin' though, watch and go Straight hit a bitch like we in the bed In a motel, take 'em to the 'mo Write a death wish, I got the leg bringin' deals, I ain't no selfish ho Niggas drunk and it went to their head Then we called the nigga at the liquor store Guess I'll never know what he would've said [Chorus: Joseph Chilliams] You don't gotta trim your bush You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge, man, fuck a middleman You fucked my head up last time so you know I'm tryna hit again Last time me and squad popped up we was tourin' in the van
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