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SLEEPIN LIKA BABY Ft. JahThaKid (Prod. Amajor creates )

made a song about wednesday ... yes im in love wit her. in this song i talk about problems that i deal with that ik alot of you deal with as well so i hope you find comfort in my words <3

Wednesday (製品. Eskimos)

tonight-DannyBxtch

Lyrics:
Mein:
Damn, woah, damn, woah, damn, woahhhhhh

Fell down from the sky I'm heavensent
That is a fallen angel
Like I'm Lucifer my sins they cannot be repent
This b*tch think I'm codependent
I don't need her though
I'm in an eternal high, I ain't got time for lows
Damn, stop, get outta my spot, I ain't got time for these ugly h*es
My girl hoping i don't overdose
Like don't worry I'm over those

I'm high as a star, that's outer space
That boy running like he in a race
Just like a russian I'm toting a K
Told that lil b*tch to stay out my way
Bought a new place and that sh*t's in the Bay
Told that mf to please stay away
My choppa got lock on my bullets ain't gay
When it come down to playing this sh*t not a game

My b*tch bad, oo yeah, she getting paid
She looking like a spirit, oo yeah, the way she dance in the rain
I just been counting my K's
I just been counting my racks
Never gon hit that b*tch back
Damn, woahhh

Damn, woah, damn, woah, damn, woahhhh

ZEPH:
Yeahhhh
Put that b*tch down then I go bring her up
Lean in my cup Ima double it up
She stole my heart, she f*cked it up
Poker game, baby call your bluff
B*tch is you dumb? 
You is insane
Feel like I'm Tory, stay in yo Lanez
Hop on a beat then I go tell my story
These n*ggas be weird and these n*ggas be lame

We get him lost like he mf Dory
I pull up the choppa and shoot up his brain
Me and my n*ggas, we be the best
Hate on the gang b*tch, don't disrespect
Walter White in that kitchen I'm cooking that meth
You talk on my name b*tch, give it a rest

Copy my swag, taking my style
Menage a trois, yo b*tch kinda wild
Do sum, she wanna go have a threesome
Choppa on me I may beam some
Pull up on him he gon bleed sum
Choppa gon sing like a Glee song
We kill his a*s down then we loot him, dog

Poisin:
Woah

Yeah, come on, I told that b*tch I ain't done 
I told that b*tch to not runnn, pills got me numbb, 
Yeah I'm a lover I'm gonna love hard love's like a race car 
Arguments are push to start yeah changes b*tch, I made them, 
Small price to pay for my b*tch, I'll do them 
I went to hell and back b*tch, I'm a trooper 
Swear to god no one can do it like me. I'm gonna fight to the day I cant breathe.

Hanging on hope yeah I told her believe being with her it been bringing me peace
She's making me happy. She don't even speak

She said no promises. Aint no problems then 
Full of memories
Rather have you then not at all
Baby girl, you were my Adderall (you were my Adderall)

Its outta my reach

Xoxieowa

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