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Testo Hurt To The Bone
Testo Hurt To The Bone
Haha
Lil 14, woah woah woah woah
Haha
You only worried 'bout yourself, girl you so selfish
She say I worry 'bout everyone, I'm so selfish
Some things will never change
I ain't worried, I don't need you anyway
But woah, why these girls so cold?
Why they all got one common goal, hurt a nigga to the bone
Beat a nigga to the bone, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul, hurt a young nigga's soul, yeah-ayy
We pull up in that Aston, gassin'
Puff puff then I pass it
The chopper will flip you, gymnastics
Fuck your love man I'm past it
Your love is in past tense
Huh, gassin'
On the road and I'm smashin', ah
I don't have time for your shit
I don't got time for your shit I don't got no time for the fuck shit
I don't got time for your shit, no
Why they got one common goal, hurt a nigga to the bone
Beat a nigga to the bone, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul cold, you're so cold
You're so cold, so cold
You're so cold, you're so cold
Shawty yeah yeah, you're so cold
We pull up in that Aston, gassin'
Puff puff then I pass it
The chopper will flip you, gymnastics
Fuck your love been I'm past it
Your love is in past tense
Huh, gassin'
On the road and I'm smashin', yeah
I don't have time for your shit
I don't got time for your shit
I don't got no time for the fuck shit
I don't got time for your shit, no
Lil 14, woah woah woah woah
Haha
You only worried 'bout yourself, girl you so selfish
She say I worry 'bout everyone, I'm so selfish
Some things will never change
I ain't worried, I don't need you anyway
But woah, why these girls so cold?
Why they all got one common goal, hurt a nigga to the bone
Beat a nigga to the bone, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul, hurt a young nigga's soul, yeah-ayy
We pull up in that Aston, gassin'
Puff puff then I pass it
The chopper will flip you, gymnastics
Fuck your love man I'm past it
Your love is in past tense
Huh, gassin'
On the road and I'm smashin', ah
I don't have time for your shit
I don't got time for your shit I don't got no time for the fuck shit
I don't got time for your shit, no
Why they got one common goal, hurt a nigga to the bone
Beat a nigga to the bone, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul, hurt a young nigga's soul
Hurt a young nigga's soul cold, you're so cold
You're so cold, so cold
You're so cold, you're so cold
Shawty yeah yeah, you're so cold
We pull up in that Aston, gassin'
Puff puff then I pass it
The chopper will flip you, gymnastics
Fuck your love been I'm past it
Your love is in past tense
Huh, gassin'
On the road and I'm smashin', yeah
I don't have time for your shit
I don't got time for your shit
I don't got no time for the fuck shit
I don't got time for your shit, no
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