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Pop Smoke, Lil Tjay
Mood Swings

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  • Длительность: 3:33 min
  • Жанры: Хип-хоп
  • Дата релиза: 25-04-2021, 00:43
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[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Oh, you ain't know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)
Hahaha (yeah)
Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Let's pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
Let's pretend things would've been no different
Pretend he procrastinated, had no motivation
Pretend he just made excuses that
Was so paper-thin they could blow away with the wind
Marshall you never gone make it
Makes no sense to play the game it ain't no way that'll you win
Prеtend he just stand outside all day and play with his friеnds
Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
And it wasn't time to move in school no changing again
He wasn't socially awkward and just strange as a kid
He had a father and his mother wasn't crazy as shit
And he never dreamed he can ripped stadiums he just lazy as shit
Fuck a talent show in the gymnasium bitch
You won't amount to shit quit daydreaming kid
You need to get ya cranium check you thinking like an alien
It just ain't realistic
Now pretend they ain't just make him angry with this shit
And there was no one he could even aim when he's pissed with
And his alarm went off to wake him but he didn't make it to the rap Olympics
He slept through his plane and he missed it
He's gonna have a hard time explaining to Haley and Laney these food stamps and W-I-C shit
'Cause he never risked shit, he hoped and he wished it
But it didn't fall in his lap so he ain't even hear it he pretends that



[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Don't get caught robbin' the pot, cuz your hand'll be tossed
And playin' both sides'll getcha man buried, boss
Imma flood the watch, and every cross
Nevermind the chorus, I'm in a Porsche, it's my turn to floss
Don't put me in a mix of your rap lies
Diss me, Ill dip you in toilet water so you can get baptized
I grew up with the peasants in the halls
Elevators is broke, probably had asbestos in the walls
Now haters get wreckless with the calls
Cuz I'm fuckin' their bitch and they buyin' breakfast in the morn
Not to mention, he dresses in the malls
New Prada footwear, Nexino necklace with the bars
I don't care if you over 300 pounds, don't seduce me
You'll get your big ass cut up like Bruce Lee
I won't stop till my squad eat
We got tools, that'll spin your ass around like a 5 heartbeat

[Outro: Lil Tjay & Pop Smoke]
Shorty a lil' baddie
She my lil' boo thing
And shorty got the fatty (Shorty got the fatty)
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on her covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell
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