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What was all that shit you were talking? Where was all that dirt when we were fucking? A little too late for redemption Save my confession God's the only one watching me now Why you out here airing my business? Boy you should know we're too old for this A little too hot in my kitchen Now you got me bitching God there ain't no hope for me now, no No No No What was all that shit you were talking? Where was all that dirt when we were fucking? Oh you the big man or something? Don Vito Corleone Call me when you all alone What was that, I'm one of your trophies? Four of your boys they called and told me Saying "This fucked up, but he's my homie" Oh how them fuckboys Stick together Your faces forgotten But your words will last forever What was that, I heard about them pictures Give a little something, fuck it figures If I knew I was gonna be fucked over I'd get fucked over by someone bigger Rather be fucked over by something It takes a big man to keep quiet But it takes an even bigger man to stay silent Guess you was a lil boy playing with my fire Damn I musta been hella high, yeah Shit I'm just playing I was fully sober But why you make me feel hungover When I think of you I could throw up When I hear your voice Boy shut the fuck up You was feeling up on my body Now you in your feelings thinking of my body Fool me one time Shame on you Fool me just one time And I'll fuck you over too What was all that shit you were talking? Where was all that dirt when we were fucking? A little too late for redemption Save my confession God's the only one watching me now Why you out here airing my business? Boy you should know we're too old for this A little too hot in my kitchen Now you got me bitching God there ain't no hope for me now What was all that shit you were talking? Where was all that dirt when we were fucking? A little too late for redemption Save my confession God's the only one watching me now Why you out here airing my business? Boy you should know we're too old for this A little too hot in my kitchen Now you got me bitching God there ain't no hope for me now What was all that shit you were talking? Where was all that dirt when we were fucking? A little too late for redemption Save my confession God's the only one watching me now Why you out here airing my business? Boy you should know we're too old for this A little too hot in my kitchen Now you got me bitching God there ain't no hope for me now
Writer(s): Sarah Brush Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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