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witchy - benji bomber lyrics

{intro}
yo
uh
look (uh*huh)

my name must be josé
’cause ain’t no f*cking way
you’re claiming that you’re balling but ain’t got no f*cking game
all you b*tches blind, and i’m breaking up your canes
because they can’t see me when i pull off with the bang
i’m done

{hook}
magic mirror got me feeling very pretty
blonde bombsh*ll, but i’m anything but ditzy
i walk in the room and i make your eyes misty
light a couple candles ’cause i’m feeling very witchy

{verse 1}
when i go to bed, i’m sleeping comfortably
at the very thought that b*tches want to come for me
everybody wants to start being my friend suddenly
had to tell a dude the other day, no cuffing me
no humping me; aw sh*t, i’m blushing, see?
got to miss out on all this, no crushing, see?
my attitude, the rawest, no bluffing, see?
i get hurt regardless, no crushing me

i’m pretty and flawless, no dusting me
my self*esteem, the tallest, no busting me
all i need is dollars, no l*sting b
my ass is the softest; no touching me

aerating the finest merlot
toss that sh*t out, get me a rum and coke
benji hot giving b*tches sunstroke
yeah, i’m c*cky, but i’m still a fun bloke

{hook}
magic mirror got me feeling very pretty
blonde bombsh*ll, but i’m anything but ditzy
i walk in the room and i make your eyes misty
light a couple candles ’cause i’m feeling very witchy

flying on my broomstick, ain’t n0body up here with me
robe skinny jeans or shorts i’m still prissy
i can’t death drop, but that walk i’m gonna sissy
light a couple candles ’cause i’m feeling very witchy
{verse 2}
aye, meet me at the head of the table
dropped all my horses; now they say i’m unstable
if a b*tch don’t like me, then she’s telling a fable
b*tches more loonier than the five short graybles

i hit a l!ck, and it’s savory
playing air guitar, call me marceline
i’m a bad boy; call me marshall lee
drinking grenadine with the sprite like lean

bringing down the house “who want it with ‘lene”
b*tches chasing perks with robitussin
twerking on the gram just so they can be seen
i stay low*key ’cause my name too clean

out of this world planet sheen
spritz up my hair with oil sheen
looking sun*kissed, skin got a good sheen
bad motherf*cker like i’m charlie sheen

{hook}
magic mirror got me feeling very pretty
blonde bombsh*ll, but i’m anything but ditzy
i walk in the room and i make your eyes misty
light a couple candles ’cause i’m feeling very witchy
flying on my broomstick, ain’t n0body up here with me
robe skinny jeans or shorts i’m still prissy
i can’t death drop, but that walk i’m gonna sissy
light a couple candles ’cause i’m feeling very witchy

{outro}
ahahaha (i should’ve been a hex girl)
’cause i’m benji, and i’m gonna cast a spell on you (spell on you)
ah, hahaha
(spell on you)
wow

- benji bomber lyrics

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