paroles de chanson Don’t You - twogeebs

Yooo
Whenever you come bring uno
Don't forget it this time
I'm gonna fucking whoop your ass
Draw 1 bitch
I mean 2 or 4
There's not even a draw 1
*Sigh so close
Can you just fucking answer like what are you doing

Biiiitch

This got nothing to do with you
You used to be so beautiful
Now you're just so pitiful
Glad I could get rid of you
I was getting sick you
Had a dream bout killing you
You started this shit
You done turned me to a villain boo
But now I'm tha crazy one
Don't care if you're a woman
You a lady bum
And ya ex shit I'm glad he dissed you
Niggas don't give a fuck bout your daddy issues
Bitch grab a tissue and pick ya head up
I know all ya friends is getting fed up
If you got any left
Smoking all your problems till it's not a penny left
Can't lie I'm doing fine just without you
And you prolly think this song is about you

I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup
You're always made up
And I'm sick of all your needs
And tha way you don't appreciate twogeebs
At least
And I know that you're a sucker
For anything acoustic
When I say let's keep in touch
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up
This is the first song for your mix tape
And It's short just like your temper
Somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool