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lirik lagu spilt milk – dujeous

[intro]
h*llo, assh0l*. thank you for calling me back. i hope you choke on your own puke

[chorus]
ain’t no use cryin’ over spilt milk
baby girl, i had it to the hilt
i’m sick of all your naggin’
i don’t need your lyin’
go ‘head with all that braggin’
i’m done with all that buyin’
seems that now you’re spyin’ on me
stop tryin’
you never had it this good, girl
first class but you missed the plane
and i’m flyin’
ain’t no use cryin’ over spilt milk
baby girl, i had it to the hilt
i’m sick of all your naggin’
i don’t need your lyin’
go ‘head with all that braggin’
i’m done with all that buyin’
seems that now you’re spyin’ on me
stop tryin’
you never had it this good, girl
first class but you missed the plane
and i’m flyin’
[verse]
it started out cool, gettin’ letters from school when you’re away
sayin’ that you ain’t gonna last another day
without the cinematics your skies were gray
so you usе an umbrella to keep rain at bay
jane, you did it
now your name’s all in it
thе circle of discussion that my crew talk sh*t in
can’t go for crushed linen
i’m more denim
didn’t want it like that?
you shoulda said in the beginnin’
that you needed jigginess in your life
stop grinnin’
got you missing all of the nights
back spinnin’ on the mattress
best supporting actress*winning
credit card access: ended
no more dough
mixed messages? stop sendin’, silly ho
no disrespect to the women
but i didn’t have time for your triflin’
feeling my creativity was stiflin’
now i’m coming home early and you riflin’
through my things while my anger keeps heightening
[chorus]
i’m sick of all your naggin’
i don’t need your lyin’
go ‘head with all that braggin’
i’m done with all that buyin’
seems that now you’re spyin’ on me
stop tryin’
you never had it this good, girl
first class but you missed the plane
and i’m flyin’

[verse]
red roses and godiva
exchange saliva
it was a loss, jones
no trust but to bone
a sleep easy, speak sleazy, silky, milky sort of affair
started with a stare
yeah
for body, but
no need for tears
guess it just wasn’t our year, my dear
and c*ck can’t stop the clock
when you got lady chatterly digging in pandora’s box
wit’ jerk sauce and lox
sautéed in a wok
when we began the night with scotch on the rocks
huh, the gambler’s gone
and i don’t wanna right the wrongs
the list too long
it’s a crazy dark
and i can’t recall all the words to the song
it’s a crazy dark [?]
the motha f*cka’s crazy
‘sides, i don’t need to see you again
when my staff still f*cking your friends
i guess now you go by “half one” to african men
how does it feel to have your heart traumatized by adren’
you step to the wizard
now i gotta turn you out to the blizzard
end of the rope was withered
[chorus]
ain’t no use cryin’ over spilt milk
baby girl, i had it to the hilt
i’m sick of all your naggin’
i don’t need your lyin’
go ‘head with all that braggin’
i’m done with all that buyin’
seems that now you’re spyin’ on me
stop tryin’
you never had it this good, girl
first class but you missed the plane
and i’m flyin’

[verse]
i placed a planty on the table for you
you understand my position but you still seem unable to view
my culture, a statue, aloof to the realm of what dwells
way deep inside your cells
yo what the h*ll
can’t chill
caught up in your occupation
still looking for a way to save the nation
i remained patient
waiting for our bodies and minds to coincide
for you to drop this facade
and come hard with me
i don’t even really wanna know what you been doing in the past two weeks
what you’re pursuing or who you been scr*w*ng
anyway i’m not the one to presume
do what you want to
my heart must beat to the tune of a different drummer
and since we met you been steady getting dumber
running with fronters
claiming that i’m cutting off my come up
i’m on the come up
i come up front, you continue to keep that front up
that’s why last time you called, i picked up the phone and just hung up
h*llo?

[outro]
what? did you just hang up on me? hijo de puta, quién crees que ere para [?]
[?]
[?]
well f*ck you!
se acobó lo [?]

- dujeous

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