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lirik lagu guilt trip – simplejosh

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[intro: kanye west]
i need to call it off
i need to, i need to make it known
‘nother one, something gone
capricorn
dancing out on the lawn
fancy like, the things she likes
she lives her life, i’m living mine

[chorus: popcaan & kanye west]
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer (‘nother one)
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa ah, softer than clay

[verse 1: kanye west]
maybe it’s ’cause, she into leos, and i was into trios
plus all the trips to rio, couldn’t have helped
it’s gettin’ cold, better bring your ski clothes
peekin’ through the kеyhole, the door locked by mysеlf
and i’m feelin’ it right now
’cause it’s the time when my heart got shot down
blocka, blocka, blocka*blocka, blocka
pour a little champagne, cranberry vodka
feelin’ lied to like parents never said you adopted
your feelings like zulu, then nothing is a shaka
i hit her with jamaican d*ck, i’m the new, shabba
she lookin’ for her daddy, call me big, poppa
on to the next saga
focus on the future, and let the crew knock, her
star wars fur, yeah, i’m rockin’ chewbacca
the one chief rocka, number*one chief rocka oooh
[chorus: popcaan & travis $cott]
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (i*i*i*i got diamonds on my blocka, serve it to my flocka)
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer (yeah, that’s my flocka)
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (to my flocka)
gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa ah, softer than clay
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (pray to lord on my shotta, she be proper)
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer (yeah, that’s my flocka)
none ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray
none ah dem have the guts to bust the sk

[verse 2: jay*z]
you in the presence of a king
scratch that, you in the presence of a god
put in the belly of the beast
i escaped, a n*gga never had a job
scott boras, you over baby
robinson cano, you coming with me
these n*ggas like rotary phones
it’s a new day, hit up kd
n*ggas always try to knock a n*gga down
knock me to my knees about a million times
uncle said i’ll never sell a million records
i sold a million records like a million times
these n*ggas shouldn’t let me in
ball so hard on espn
see my name come across on cnn
’bout 6 minutes, you gonna see it again
’bout 6 minutes, you gonna see me again, yeah
[chorus: travi$ scott & popcaan]
yeah, that’s my flocka
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa ah, softer than clay
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer
none ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray
none ah dem have the guts to bust the sk

[bridge: kid cudi]
ohh, ohh, ohh
if you love me so much then why’d you let me go?
if you love me so much then why’d you let me go?
if you love me so much then why’d you let me go?
let me go, let me go, let me go, hmm
if you love me so much then why’d you let me go?
let me go, hmm

[chorus: popcaan & travi$ scott]
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (i*i*i*i got diamonds on my blocka, serve it to my flocka)
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer (yeah, that’s my flocka)
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (to my flocka)
gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa ah, softer than clay (pray to lord on my shotta)
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan (she be proper)
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer (yeah, that’s my flocka)
none ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray
none ah dem have the guts to bust the sk
[post*chorus: popcaan]
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
dem a gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa*gwan, sof*sof*softer sof*softer
all dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
gwaan gwaan gwa*gwa ah, softer than clay

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