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lirik lagu 888s & losses – coficarrera

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[part i: 888s]

[chorus]
b*tches really got me chasing losses
wanna be my baby, triple 8s and misses
our love goes around from different angles
you think you’re an angel
watch the tone, you might just be my lady
my type is so crazy, f*ck her 6 times she a devil maybe
b*tches really got me chasing losses
wanna be my baby, triple 8s and misses
our love goes around from different angles
you think you’re an angel
watch the tone, you might just be my lady
my type is so crazy, f*ck her 6 timеs she a devil maybe

[verse 1]
thе remedy getting me jaded
no love is a way to make it
see you walking round so we kicked it
couple a hunnid times, you wanna be my million
angel i don’t see you in that light
so don’t ever tell me you love me
cause i don’t want that side
you want it from the east coast
b*tch we outta here from london nights
you know we drinking even tho
i don’t drink like that, couple of zootinos
eddies we bout to lose our minds
[bridge]
in a drifter we going all week
f*ck your drugs i can’t keep myself weak
not your love girl you a freak
camcorders got the best nights

[chorus]
b*tches really got me chasing losses
wanna be my baby, triple 8s and misses
our love goes around from different angles
you think you’re an angel
watch the tone, you might just be my lady
my type is so crazy, f*ck her 6 times she a devil maybe
b*tches really got me chasing losses
wanna be my baby, triple 8s and misses
our love goes around from different angles
you think you’re an angel
watch the tone, you might just be my lady
my type is so crazy, f*ck her 6 times she a*

[part ii: losses]

[intro]
slow down (ay)
feel from the benz tonight
she wanna love up in a benz for what
jaded the moon got me f*cked up i*i*i*inside, yeah
[verse]
ay, yeah, yeah, throwin bands tonight
drifting hours cold stone the ride
she riding it differently, got my mind literally
broken cause i can’t go home this time
i know you want k!ll me cause i got you
mixed up cause you think
you picked up from avenues right? (yeah, yeah)
got you sick from being so high
i’m sorry not sorry you got me so low
thinking about how you speaking so slow
about how you love me but i got your phone
b*tch come, b*tch come clean
he knows we’re boutta go, we’re boutta go
6 feet alone, yeah we home

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