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Correct Sorry For Your Lost Lyrics
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Chris Crack
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Correct Sorry For Your Lost
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[Verse:] Somebody told me something, I ain’t wanna do it But I had to do it, put a hundred bands on your fitted stickers I ain’t pinching pennies, I ain’t staying for a minute Scrimming smile like a dentist, pendant raised for the limit Like it’s good book, girl you know I’m skimming All it take is dusse, just see who really with you Crying for the tissue, lying for the image, I ain’t get it Styling on you niggas, wilding on you niggas And they know that, them niggas set me up and I ain’t tripping Happens to the best of pimping, drip was sicker than a bad description I ain’t ask for niggas, tricks inside get it, all this ass and titties Bad division never added up I ain’t mad enough Talking like they really in there saucing All day when they ‘round them bitches Don’t ask me ‘bout no bitches Faithful to the one I’m dating Let me hear you say it baby [Bridge A:] Pull up me close, take off your clothes Baby come back to me, I’ll let you know Come back to me, smoke that with me Let me just see, [?] Come through the door, let me get some All I can see is that, [?] Come back to me, come back to me Come back, oh come back Of come back to me, making you pleased Baby I need, everything ‘bout you [?] Come back with me, take off your clothes Just let me know, can we just go Straight to my head, let me clean post [?], take off your clothes Come here with me, ride in my whip Let me just see, what’s understood [?] [Bridge B:] You know, get you one that can do both You know what I’m saying Get you one that’s gon’ help you move And sleep on the floor with you when you ain’t got shit You know what I’m saying Ey, you really held me down that night When we went to [?] and You put the burner in your purse for me Thank you, baby. Nah, I know, I know I know baby, you was really ‘bout to take That charge for me when we got pulled over When we had the blunt in the car Damn baby, you really do love me You really came to my rescue that night When them niggas set me up Gotta smooth out that jam, baby You know, for real baby, I love you [Verse 2:] Gotta charge enough to make ‘em all respect you Neck is for the blessing, check me if I’m getting disrespectful Extra extra extra, read all about it She tired of my shit, now she out it Found my crying by the stairs and nobody ever cared Life is never really fair, I like the four hairs Sight was kinda glare, pipe until she can’t take it Played me like a station, guess I was evasive Never liked their faces, and save me from the haters Baby I don’t know about you staying overnight I’m working overtime, my brother showed me nine And told me how to make it, and I ain’t getting naked Fucking through the boxes, top me like the opera Shocked her with the options, fuck a pink pistol party Never was a artist, let me hit ‘em harder Started from the bottom, bitches was some boppers I ain’t stopping, you never had it Fuck me up and I ain’t mad, hope her titties sag Playing pitty-pat blowing blowing fifty bag Help me with my troubles, trying not to love her Thoughts are scattered, hair’s kinda nappy Stabbed me with that dagger, now they in the back Laughing in the shadows
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