- ☆CRONA☆ u若沒有crush 歌詞
- ☆CRONA☆
- 'Hey. My blood is black you know.'
Mai: 'Orange is such an awful color.'
Zuko: 'Youre so beautiful when you hate the world.'
Mai: 'I dont hate you.'
Zuko: 'I dont hate you, too.'
She a freak, ay
She gon use her tongue to clean my nut up
Boy you average (Average)
If you gon survive, you better nut up
Im a savage (Savage)
He dont want no beef, he better shut up
Counting cabbage (Cabbage)
When it comes to bands, Im about to run up
Give me your love (Yeah)
Shawty, yeah, I just wanna make it work
Lets make it us (Whoa)
Oh, she showed me we gon make it worse
Not givin up (Duh)
Baby, youre my crush, yuh (Crush)
Walk around, which you gon make me blush, yuh
I-Ive been walkin with the racks
Keep it on me (Keep it on me)
Yo baby mama had a pocket
B!tch get off me (B!tch get off me)
I made her get down on her knees
Then she top me (Yeah yeah)
I put that d!ck up in her mouth
B!tch stop talking (Yeah)
I been layin with a quiet b!tch (Yes)
So I told her 'lick my nut up' (Whoa)
Told her keep it on the low-low (Low-low)
Little baby keep it hush-hush
Pipe down, put it on me ( On me)
When we fxckin, she wont shut up
Pussy n!ggas wanna fight me
I tell em pussy n!ggas, 'shut up' (Yeah)
I got no time to be stressin (No)
I gotta go get my money up (Oh yeah)
Bad b!tches wanna talk to me (Yo)
Cause I be countin my money up (Yuh)
( Ay) Cause I becountin that money up (Yuh)
I get the bag and I run it up (Yuh)
I get the pussy, I fxck it up (Hey)
You are not cool, you cant run wit us
Hit that b!tch from the left side (Left side)
Tell them pussy walls, 'bye bye' (Bye bye)
Hit a n!gga in the drive-by (Drive-by)
I dont know him, but he might die (Might die)
Ive been watchin wit a side eye (Sick)
Goin fast, watch em fly by (Oh)
Hit a n!gga wit a five-five (Sick)
Put a n!gga on the side lines (Oh)
Cute b!tch, watch her walk by (Oh)
Bad b!tch, when she on mine (Oh)
He can talk on the net but in person, that lil n!gga, he be so nice
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Bad b!tch, good head
Yall got me dead
Lets get this bread, yeah
'Damn bro, so like, uh, sh!t like, Ive known you for awhile and shit, like but...'
'Yeah.'
' To be real witchu, Im tryna get up in them guts, you what Im sayin? Im tryna put you in a fxckin wheelchair for week and shit and all that.'
'Oh my god.'
'That fxckin ... urgent care type sh!t, ya feel me?'
'God, youre so romantic.'
'Yeah. Yeah, you know how it is, sh!t. But like, what-whats the move, you down?'
'I have a boyfriend, sorry.'
'The fxck? What the fxck you doin in my song for? Get outta here b!tch.'
She a freak , ay
She gon use her tongue to clean my nut up
Boy you average (Average)
If you gon survive, you better nut up
Im a savage (Savage)
He dont want no beef, he bettershut up
Counting cabbage (Cabbage)
When it comes to bands, Im about to run up
Give me your love (Yeah)
Shawty, yeah, I just wanna make it work
Lets make it us (Whoa)
Oh, she showed me we gon make it worse
Not givin up (Duh)
Baby, youre my crush, yuh (Crush)
Walk around, which you gon make me blush (Blush)
'Did you know my blood is black?'
(Not givin up)
(Not givin up)
(Not givin up)
(Baby, youre my crush)
(Crush)
(Crush)
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