paroles de chanson corpse bride. - ConnorrrMac

Oh
Said we never really needed a talk
But I know that it's all my fault
(Huh?)
Bad bitch wanna see me get lost
(Huh, yeah?)
I'll remind her that it's just her loss
(Oh, woah)
I was so sick of seeing visions in the darkside
(Oh)
Motherfuckers thinkin' I've been living with the Corpse Bride
No, I ain't pourin' Sprite
Smokin' dope with Mordecai
All these motherfuckin' haters wanna stay upon the borderline
Tough talk for a nerd
(Um)
Lackin' any patience when she's straining on my nerves
Got a glacier on my neck
Bling blaow
(Uh)
Neck-piece shinin
Till I figure things out, gotta calm down

(Uhm)
How the fuck you supposed to blame me, she could tame the rodeo
Ballin' with the Spurs, gettin' hot as San Antonio
And it's honestly crazy, the way these fuckers are lazy
If I'm with Jaymie, Imma get the pussy wet like the navy
I had a cheat code
Fuckers don't understand
Said she gotta deep-throat, learnin' quick, and just understand
My cock a cannon, she just gotta grip the tip and I blam
I tried to vanish from the damage runnin' thick in the gram

I never needed hoes
(Woah, oh)
Hm, mhm, mhm
(Yeah, yeah)

Say we never really needed this talk
(Mhm mhm)
When I know that it's all my fault
(Huh, how?)
Bad bitch wanna see me get lost
(Mhm, yeah)
I'll remind her that it's just another loss, I'm a big boss
(Yeah)
I was so sick of seeing visions in the darkside
(Oh)
Motherfuckers thinkin' I've been living with the Corpse Bride
No, I ain't pourin' Sprite
Smokin' on the Mordecai
All these motherfuckin' haters wanna skate upon the borderline

Now I know that she's a villain when she wanna keep it low-key
Oh please
Pulled up in a Maybach, rollin' 4g's
Fuck the pro-seats
I was tryna get a little bit high on the low
(Oh, mhm)
Fat blunts, take em' to the dome
(Woah, mhm)
Shoppin' Saks in matching V-Lone
(Woah, mhm)
Never catching me in cheap clothes
(Woah)
Feelin' like the recipe that lead me to the Cliquot
Maybe that's a lesson I should learn
Tryna test if I'm aggressive, press his neck against the dirt
And my exes always acting absurd
Little blunts never matchin
Fuckers ten us, it's a serve

Say we never really needed this talk
(Mhm mhm)
When I know that it's all my fault
(Huh, how?)
Bad bitch wanna see me get lost
(Mhm, yeah)
I'll remind her that it's just another loss, I'm a big boss
I was so sick of seeing visions in the darkside
(Oh)
Motherfuckers thinkin' I've been living with the Corpse Bride
No, I ain't pourin' Sprite
Smokin' on the Mordecai
All these motherfuckin' haters wanna skate upon the borderline