Sick of you!
I like being touched by Marie, Jennie and a girl called Tilly
Mix those bitches up with drank and you get all the pussy
Sip some wocky in my dreams, I'm flying to the sky
Take that perc in-game, it's done when the boss really die
I don't fuck with the haters when they hatin', they just playin
All them words don't hurt me, it's just fuckin' shit they sayin
I don't care what shit you think is fire, I'm still hatin
Bitch I'm hatin', yeah, bitch, I'm hatin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be gone, bitch, I'm $lone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, smoke alone, and I'm home
Yeah, yeah, yeah, where you from? Come along
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you at home, where I'm from
Other guys tell me that you fuck with some guys
Baby because it's you, I don't mind
Other guys tell me that you wanna be mine
Give me the sign, yeah yeah, give me the sign
I'm sick seeing you, knowing I don't have a chance
I'm sick seeing you, I can't get a fuckin' glance
You look at me with your ocean eyes
I can tell that you want me in your life
In your life, in your life, in your life, in your life
In your life, in your life, in your life, woah
I like being touched by Marie, Jennie and a girl called Tilly
Mix those bitches up with drank and you get all the pussy
Sip some wocky in my dreams, I'm flying to the sky
Take that perc in-game, it's done when the boss really die
I don't fuck with the haters when they hatin', they just playin
All them words don't hurt me, it's just fuckin' shit they sayin
I don't care what shit you think is fire, I'm still hatin
Bitch, I'm hatin', yeah, bitch, I'm hatin
Mix those bitches up with drank and you get all the pussy
Sip some wocky in my dreams, I'm flying to the sky
Take that perc in-game, it's done when the boss really die
I don't fuck with the haters when they hatin', they just playin
All them words don't hurt me, it's just fuckin' shit they sayin
I don't care what shit you think is fire, I'm still hatin
Bitch I'm hatin', yeah, bitch, I'm hatin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be gone, bitch, I'm $lone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, smoke alone, and I'm home
Yeah, yeah, yeah, where you from? Come along
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you at home, where I'm from
Other guys tell me that you fuck with some guys
Baby because it's you, I don't mind
Other guys tell me that you wanna be mine
Give me the sign, yeah yeah, give me the sign
I'm sick seeing you, knowing I don't have a chance
I'm sick seeing you, I can't get a fuckin' glance
You look at me with your ocean eyes
I can tell that you want me in your life
In your life, in your life, in your life, in your life
In your life, in your life, in your life, woah
I like being touched by Marie, Jennie and a girl called Tilly
Mix those bitches up with drank and you get all the pussy
Sip some wocky in my dreams, I'm flying to the sky
Take that perc in-game, it's done when the boss really die
I don't fuck with the haters when they hatin', they just playin
All them words don't hurt me, it's just fuckin' shit they sayin
I don't care what shit you think is fire, I'm still hatin
Bitch, I'm hatin', yeah, bitch, I'm hatin
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