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lirik lagu bones – oshea & don cook

[verse 1: patrick zae]

mercy mercy you
sundaes so sweet
serve em up the season 2
this is what we do
said they murder me
but i never heard of you
but they never heard of me zae
haven’t heard the peach state give more than b-grade these days
these lames get the replays
heathen might
pull up to your church
turn up with the djs
that’s my bff
girl you need less dress
imma beast
yes please unleash them br–sts
so tell me what you settle for?
cause you could wet the floor
listening to all the metaphors
girl my catalog
more than likely give your man a call
have to call it off
all i really want is head of course
yeah
young ichabod
give my d-ck a five
we could do it all
renaissance man with the dimes
[hook: oshea] (x2)

make no mistake, b-tch i need you to f-ck
i need more weed in the blunt, b-tch i’ve blessed you before
i got two b-tches by my side and they both bout to roll
let the draws h-t the floor, b-tch i’m bad to the bone
yeah, yeah

[verse 2: don cook]

y’all busy talking them landslides
while i capsize your boat
soul go pitch black, you see bat’s eyes
i’m vampire cold
as i tiptoe’va that window sill
i begin to feel as though
i’ve been dipping low as the pendulum
swinging inches from my nose
flipping tricks’ll get me thrown in a cell
so i chose to spit the flow
long as i hit the bowl the song spits itself
that’s why the sh-t you hear is so dope
as i look across the table
eyeballing satan on his throne
i locked my demons in my head case
in case my angels lost control
swear, don’t

[hook] (x2)

[verse 3: oshea]

say a prayer
for the king
all alone
on his throne
i need to be better, i tangoed with demons for cheddar, my range ro’ was leased from the devil
can’t keep it together, my papa said jesus my shepherd, but i saw the beast in my bezel
i’m leaning forever, my ma said don’t be no heath ledger, od they throw me on a stretcher
i need it, whatever, these c-ke-addled fiends on my dresser, it’s cool, we’ll be heathens together
i see with the liquor, these people just need me for press, i delete with a ki of the pressure
if we’d seen it better, we’d take up that key to success, and then throw to the sea for forever
my n-gg- don’t

[hook]

- oshea don cook

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